When the Cherry blossoms bloom

Up into the sky around the capital

A new season sets upon

Weary souls

Holding hope for the priority

Capital

To push through the papers

And represent the people

From whom they are selected

And they owe all

Without them

They never would have been elected

Zero

Gone

Done

Finished

Sold Out

Depleted

Purchased

Denied

Refused

Destroyed

Futile

Departed

Final

From the bed

To the kitchen

Coffee hand ground

Through the waterfalls

Into a cup bound

Freshly filling the edges

With a glass of refreshment

A morning migration

To day

From sleep

Why did you do it

To save a dollar

To print another penny

Way up in a high rise

While real people lose

Their lives

Hoping for a miracle

When all of this was preventable

Lone sensors

Lone people to

Blame

Remember wing

Of the western end

Waking up in the morning

Already ahead

A new morning

A new day

Hold the phone

Hold the plate

Concessions made

Point given

Hands held up

Questions risen

Into the evening

Interrogations

Making false claims

Of the words

For a sensation

The story of the biggest story

Larger than the eyes can see

Longer than the mind can imagine

Between the dreams

And the dragons

Where the boys turn into me

When the words slip into letters

Back then

An idea of what is coming

Might be left from the stories

Of what was already written

We just haven’t read

Split the patches in two

One over there for me

One for you

We divide we conquer

Is that the proper purpose

Of this day

And this hour

Lighter respect

I would suspect

Is needed to protect

Against the harshest

Words

Accusations

Lazy intuitions

More actions

Proactive

Than reactive

In that respect

I hope not one but many

Can detect

What do I wear to a trade war

Should I examine the tag

Before I leave the house

Who called the final shot

A squeaky mouse

No rhyme

No reason

Just that time of season