Should have had hope

In a time when anything goes

Against or for anyone

So see straight

The lies that overshadow

Us all

Never should have given our

Power to the

Ones who crave it most

Have I seen such a thing?

Of dense water

Bright

In the afternoon

With a grey overcoat

Walking slow

From shop to shop

On the streets of a grim

Chicago

That is an evenings stop

Those are the days

Of light airy feelings

With a dark

Twist of

Thoughts

I wish I had a jetpack

Blast me to the

Next place

I want to be

With you

In the evening

And see it through

To the mourning light

Again and again

Me and you

A jetpack

To get me through