We Modern Ghosts

we modern ghosts are prisoners of war

Left for dead in cognitive backwaters

Your end of days came and went

and left us trapped

behind the barricades of your smashed ideologies.




we modern ghosts

Lost on desolate pathways

are little more than children

yet we stand united

to wait out the end of all time




we modern ghosts

out from ruin

from the rooftops of burning tenements

from under your glorious thrones

and your palaces of steel and glass




we modern ghosts

will rise up

and learn to fly