Mother Earth at COP26

Jon Nakapalau

I guess my invitation was lost in the mail

Or maybe you lost my address
Even though I have never moved

But no matter
I am here now

As you like carbon so much
Let me tell you that diamond days are coming

The pressure will be internalized
As your lungs graphite bind

This should make everyone so very happy
Metastability of tissue giving way to allotropic desire

Everyone now so very rich
Just one problem

It will chip with days as sky combusts
And with point engrave upon tablet of each heart

That last breath was traded for the illusion that cut through you.

  • Author: Jon Nakapalau (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 5th, 2021 15:14
  • Comment from author about the poem: Sorry to be so down.
  • Category: Surrealist
  • Views: 11
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  • spilleronsheet

    So we’ll crafted are the true words
    Can’t deny the fact that’s the truth
    And the last lines so poignant -
    “ That last breath was traded for the illusion that cut through you.”
    Thank you so much dear poet for sharing such a valuable note and have a great day ahead

  • Goldfinch60

    Very true words John, that illusion they are trying to give to us is a complete farce.

    Andy

    • Jon Nakapalau

      Sad but true Andy - thank you.

    • alsimmons

      Can't wait for the day to come, great poem



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