Devaluated Stones

These pieces of glass are about anguish and angst
These pieces of glass are of misery, mortality
These precious beads reflect fortitude
Turn them in the palm cool and surfaced
The jagged, sharp, angular
The ugly, cutting corner
Leaving lacerations in its path
Signs to prove the past

These pieces of glass tell of cleanliness, purity
Of goodness and wholesome, beautiful shining moments
These pieces of glass reform murder and savagery
Provide chilling relief to bleeding scratches
Left in anger previously
By brothers of a sudden
Pushed by hardened haste
Immediacy in permanence

These are post modern living
Living under skies denied
Living over merchandised
Most troublesome commodity