Don't They Ever Wonder

They are talking again,

Spinning lies and half truths,

Weaving hatred and contempt,

In syllables of vile venom,

Between snarling words,

Bitter phonemes and syllabic curds.

They are yelling again,

Over electric powered screamers,

Across gullible minds unquestioning ears.

They are inveigling again,

Obfuscating and obscuring,

Lying and informing,

It is the floor that puzzles me,

I am forced to wonder,

How long can you not ponder?

How long can their amazement be?

What does it take to nudge their brains into gear?

What does it take?

What difference would it make?

What vows would it break?

Hazidi Abdul Hamid

10 May 2013