What Now?

My plate is empty.

What now?

Time to stare into

the vast unknown

and wait for the answers

that will never come.

My wallet is empty.

What now?

Time to work again

until my fingers bleed

and I have just enough

to say I have nothing.

My soul is empty.

What now?

Time to search for meaning

that will mend this broken

and exposed creature

to some semblance of a human being.

© Autumn Siders 2017

What Now?



It was a bright cold day

in January,

and the clocks were striking


Big Brother stood above,

hands in the air,

preaching to the loyal choir


War is peace.

Freedom is slavery.

Ignorance is strength.

Propaganda produced

to those who will

swallow the pill with pride.


War can be peaceful.

Freedom is never free.

Strength is knowledge.

© Autumn Siders 2016