Amid the ghosts of species evolution

What is poetry for when the rain beats down again
The peasants with headscarves  scurry through  rough fields
Amid the ghosts of Emperors, revolutions

The men returning lost, though war was won
Trauma  and the real  now lacking shields
What is poetry for when the  hearts beats fast again?

The heads of this strange world,  the hydra’s fun
How can we  survive ,  lost memory  reveals
Amid the spirits , fire and revolution

How much metal  wasted making  arms and guns
No-one minds  how  lost  lone children feel, conceal
What is poetry for when the rain beats down again?

Here’s the body of the Saviour gassed by man
The Holy Dove is caged, the Holy Spirit  reels
Amid the ghosts , the  fire, the revolution

Do we need to think or learn the how of feel
The Saviour dies again, his human lips appeal
What is poetry for when the heart is failed again
Amid the ghosts of species evolution