The Less Important 1 Poem by Jan Oskar Hansen

The less important

Every TV channel carries
the same news it is as it is sent from a news
central Obama is good and is Putin bad
and no one asks about its verity it is just read
by some nice people who look sincere.
I have been overcome by angst it starts from
the inside going out
my skin is grey and pale and sweat drips on
my T. shirt.
I should know but I can`t find the source of
its conception, but I try something about
eyes and in them I read surprise of the oncoming
I saw him fall
heard the crack of a broken neck
Walking away nothing I could do but
stepping over an inert body and into boisterous life