New Cold Order Poem by Chris Jibero

New Cold Order

The world grows colder by the day
As though everybody is wrapped
Up by an unending fiery winter
Love for family and friends swapped
With the crave for wealth
Blown abroad by accumulating bills
And neighbours happily married
To television sets
Which are also our wards'
Home teachers and nannies
Children alien to their parents
And relatives alike


Quest for wealth has taken milk away
From the yawning-mouths of babies
Made adults in a hurry
As fake babies spring up in men
At dark corners of offices and stalls
To suck tired but silicon-lifted breasts
Like stallions lapping water
After a severe drought

The warmth abandoned at home
Is crazily sought for outside
Family and friends replace visit
With telephone and internet
Because the world has caught severe cold
Brought home by civilisation to murder love
And our departed forebears
Laugh at us at their rest
In disdain for ditching their painstaking
Lessons as we make haste to our bane.