chameleonian times

Some colonise their lands
with how so many bombs
tearing down trees 
on motherly cheeks 
Too many sadden our minds
with pleas for shelter
as a watermelon flag flies
from windows into hearts and
One dreams of freedom for all

Domino, domino, domino,
howling powerlessness 
from one to NEXT! 
In unwelcoming worlds
Domino, domino, domino,
dirty games don’t end thirst

Finding a voice
but it’s speechless 
and the jug has no water
again 

The wheel turns again
and again and again