future
there are many futures fortune tellers cannot tell,
bombs blitz over skyscrapers in Tehran and Tel Aviv
meanwhile children in Gaza sell their smiles to
cameras, aid workers yell and there is some sort
of nonsense that is discussed under ebony ceilings
under sleek conditions, American president is busy
making ceasefires and fires simultaneously, a lot of
language is berserk, but the Irish bard Heaney said
whatever you say you say nothing and no lyric has
ever stopped a tank, on a window Oscar Wilde’s
ghost mesmerizes with wit, and seeks answers in
guffaw and repertory, human tongue is a sentence
with no future lost in the spirals of Yeatsian gyre.
by Rizwan Akhtar
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