Nothing of then
remained.
It was as if
the land were
stripped bare.
Winds droned
through broken
landscape of
mountain heights.
Dark clouds
decayed into
dreary drizzle
over rivers
of deaths despair
in flood.
Look down
now, upon
a world turned
against itself.
Was this what
thousands of years
of the word
had brought.
As decreed
in scripture
of ancients
upon which
a blind mankind
had dined.
Evolving from
man of caves
to creator
of artificial
intelligence.
From a flat world
to interplanetory
explorer.
'It came
to pass'
In thine name,
in thy image,
I am become
destroyer.
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Author:
dusk arising (
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- Comment from author about the poem: My light hearted response to the patronising arrogance and dual standards of those who post quasi religious twaddle on here and appear to believe god belongs to them and their way of religion. The ones who side-step any query with more of the same rhetorical jumble whilst remaining impotent as they/we destroy this beautiful planet, our home, in some vain belief that THEY will be saved.
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Comments9
I stand firmly in thy corner squire ...
.. something has got to give dunnit .. it can't just be take, take, take ...
All things come to and end! The Earth is not immune!
Interesting Write !
The arrogance of man to think that now his intelligence crowns him as the ‘creator’ while he is blindly surging ahead to becoming the ultimate ‘destroyer’. Nature can heal all, if man would only get out of the way.
Thanks for sharing
A read to remember and shudder at the foreboding title and you nailed it for me Dusk with those few last lines. -
The world will go on no matter what. We, however, are f***ed!
Well, I see from the comments, the words of. You will be struck down, haven't appeared yet. Mind you, at some point we're all going to be struck down when Mother nature finally loses patience.
A fine write, Dusk.
Nature will clean up the mess.
Prophetic, dusk.
Such strong and very true words d a.
Andy
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