The Sun did not rise this morning

David Wakeling

The Sun did not rise this morning.
It was black as night everywhere.
I ventured out tripping over cats,
that had gathered at my door.
There were people running done dark streets,
Screaming about the end of the world.

A woman came up to me in a panic.
She was asking for help and then she collapsed.
Teenagers were lighting  fires in abandoned houses.

Then all of a sudden the Sun just appeared again.
Everyone returned to their homes as if nothing had happened.

An old man came up to me and grabbed me by the arm.
“They won’t listen, they won’t learn.
Even if the Sun goes away. They will always be selfish.
Men are always just a few hours away from being stone-aged.”

He let me go and I wandered back to my own house.
I knew it would take a long time before I ventured out ever again.

  • Author: David Wakeling (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 28th, 2023 02:17
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Comments2

  • Goldfinch60

    Intriguing words David, it reminded me of a poem I wrote a few years ago.

    Andy

    Walking Home.
    Andy Brister (Goldfinch60) – August 2019.


    There I was last night
    Walking home,
    Lost in thought.
    I was heading passed the cemetery.
    Three young girls were in front of me,
    Chatting,
    Looking frightened.
    They said they were scared,
    Scared to walk passed the cemetery,
    Could they walk with me.
    I said of course you can,
    I can understand how you feel,
    I too used to be scared
    Scared of walking passed the cemetery,
    When I was alive.

  • David Wakeling

    What a coincidence.Great minds think alike



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