The Other Picture

I sacrificed my body to provide a platform for the mangled
and misplaced. The flash flood has displayed
colour chosen cars.

The balance teeters. Overt opulence, greed and denial
hold a blanket that protects the sun's heat.

Winds blast loud and long stirring, spiralling a hot angry ocean. The sky opens to let fall all it has.

Thousands are displaced but the airport is submerged.
Flooding continues.

Still they will fly, they will fly like lemmings needing to glance
at where bad things happened to other people.