Sea of Despair by mindgallery
With all our forgets and plans stand the memories
until life grinds us down till we’re
tiny molecules
hanging out with the dust in the thick
summer night filled with the
memories
we never actually lived through
and it’s in this black night
to blue
thick swirled primordial stew
that I still dream of
the green leaves
anew
–
Puerto Rico may be dying
in a sea of
debt
but let’s not forget they’re
human beings
too
lest we regret the
things we
do
to each
other
again and
again
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This mindgallery poem was posted to the Brooklyn Missed Connections in early 2018 – a few months after Hurricane Maria ravaged the island. Now, their already weak infrastructure is being destroyed again by COVID-19 and lack of direction from the federal government. We do things to each other again and again but I’m starting to feel that no one regrets it any longer.
