Hot Mess
The liquid nature
of poor intelligence
has greased the wheels
of powerful governments.
Self‑need,
ego,
and intelligent bleeds;
Power,
the dopamine hit —
the light of any intelligence
sadly, barely lit.
Decency and values
slide down
the walls
of brick‑like hope.
What happens to us
as governments
blow poisonous smoke?
What has happened
to compassion,
and why has hate
such a corrosive caress?
This world situation —
it is such
a hot mess.
James Garratt – Tuesday 3rd March 2026
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Hot Mess – Written Tuesday 3rd March 2026 (Aged 51)
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