Futile attempts to break
The wind
in its land of nooks and crannies.
Our dreams dictated
by news that shakes
rattled
and helpless
except to be.
Endurance
Survival
Walking, talking
Amidst rumours
The drag of our day is a celebration, though
We might not know it
Not believing, believing
Unheeded
The giant urban blanket stretching
Immunity
Doughnut shops
and sports palaces
Reality TV, a form of death.
Destruction
Of a third kind.
I liked the imagery here. Curious: Did you get a chance to hear Angelou speak in person?