Teetering

John Prophet

Teetering.
Humanity
on the
edge.
Pace has
quickened.
Accelerating
change,
overwhelms.
Inundating
the senses.
Power
surges,
crisscrossing
the globe.
Generations
apart like
never
before.
Fractures,
tears
in the
mosaic.
Old ways,
old thinking
fading
away.
Global
presence.
Global
morphing,
unified
thought.
Differences
homogenized.
Independence
discouraged.
Nails
hammered.
Utopia.
Dystopia.
Eyes
of the
beholder.
Humanity
teetering.
Teetering
on the
edge.
The
edge
of never
the
same.

  • Author: John Prophet (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 29th, 2021 06:38
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Jerry Reynolds

    Love it, John.

  • Goldfinch60

    So true John, where are we going?

    Andy

    • John Prophet

      Andy, when they get there, we’ll be long gone.

    • L. B. Mek

      (its by getting it-off our chest, with write's like yours
      we get a chance at experiencing, the best of life
      great commentary, thanks for inspiring my only little rant, lol)
      edging, ever closer to belated realisation's precipice
      fulfilling our inherited tradition of self-destructive, promise
      or, maybe - once more
      like WW2 or other moments of annihilation, from way before
      somehow - we'll get a second chance, for the umpteenth time
      a new democratic social pyramid, all fresh and trusted
      worshiping with blinded hope, while other's thrust themselves into
      our revitalised new of logical science's despairing, grip
      trump-esque/manufactured scapegoat - triumphed over
      while that same society, routinely creating such a monstrosity
      once more, goes unchecked
      cos you know, its all Urim or Yin or Evil: definitely bad luck
      so we're never really, at fault...
      its everyone else that's ruining sh*t, if we only had the power
      to do things right, world would be so perfect!
      ...
      'first they asking me if I've paid my bills, like
      whatcha think I'm-a-tryina-do by applying to your sh*tty job!
      and then they be asking if I read, or did good in school' pssst
      'seriously? like I got time for dat sh*t!'
      ...
      truly, what an amazing time we're witnessing!
      exclaimed everyone, that's breathed - long enough
      to wonder how 'we' homo sapiens: survived this long...
      and they claim miracles don't exist
      in that mirror - reflection, blinking: all dumbfounded
      there's one, now refute that!

      • John Prophet

        Hi LBM,

        Thank you kindly for reading.

        “if we only had the power
        to do things right, world would be so perfect!”
        Being only human..... heck, even the Angels warred.



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