The second hand still moving
Winding down till our time is up
Who knows how long we have
When suddenly, that’s all we got
The rush of hustled feet
Running in fear of the unknown
Tears and screams pierce the night
Miracle prayers are hastily thrown
Our environment choking on pollution
All species going extinct
The demise of planet Earth
Probabilities clear and distinct
Racial unrest
Hate crimes on every corner
Disrespect of animal and human rights
Peace advocate mourners
Racist maniacs
Claiming superiority above all others
Blind to the truth
We’re all just sisters and brothers
World leaders poised to press the button
The sky ablaze with nuclear death
As the Earth trembles
Sensing its last breath
Do we not appreciate
The planet we live on
The gift of life
Which humanity thrives upon
Where is our compassion for life
Human trust a thing of the past
Man versus man
A barbarian’s society can’t last
With a flash the lights are gone
Blackness feeding the fear
Closer and closer
Signs of the end are near
Can you feel it?
The clock of life
Winding down to zero
Slicing time like a knife
Separating the future
From an irresponsible past
Obliterating the present
Even the memories struggle to last
This can’t be happening
It’s like a bad dream
Please wake me up
All too real it seems
What’s that?
The sound of the clock
In dead silence
Tic Tock Tic Tock Tic Tock
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Author:
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- Comment from author about the poem: The Earth is roughly about 4 billion years old. Man has been on the planet for just a fraction of that. Why does man have to provoke the end of our world? For what purpose would it serve? Isn't it time that man grew up and stopped acting like immature children?
- Category: Sociopolitical
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Comments4
I got enough time with KP, and that's a fact! lol. Each day seems like a million years of misery with her. lol.
Worry not Orchi, if the world keeps on this track, KP will be the least of your problems.
But, oh, I\'m a drama queen, no one suffers like I do, surrounded by a trout! heehee.
Questions continually worth asking, AP.
Comprehensively versed..
Thanks Dave. Some people just won't be happy until everyone else is unhappy. 🙄
Such very true words AP, why are the people in our beautiful world trying to destroy it in all ways imaginable.
Andy
Thanks Andy. It just doesn't make sense.
I am in full agreement with you AP .. a well constructed and insightful poem proposed and posted prior to this dear planets potential deconstruction unless we change significantly .. Neville
We've got two deranged leaders threatening to launch missiles and start ww3. They're like little boys playing a very dangerous game. Only in this game no one wins.
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