And the Seals Clapped On

Seals can be trained to clap for treats

humans can be brainwashed to clap

for political candidates

Seals dive into the sea for sustenance

humans swim in the chaos

they call civilization

while seals search for their next fish

humans thrash about like bait

caught in some stupid political debate

victims of their own hate

STONE GARDEN

statues silently standing on hallowed ground

telling their stories day and night

granite and marble guardians without sight

A garden full of ghosts standing vigil

alongside testaments of their lives

invisible keepers of their own archives

There’s nothing living in this garden

no souls lingering nearby

just grave stones under the sky