Lights going off, not coming back on,
I think that the electricity is gone.
Power cuts, more strange activity,
Since 2020 world's been a nativity.
Fear, worry and hate, wanting us to react,
Prepare precariously for the 3rd and final act.
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Comments3
It's E.T. doing it, mucking about! lol.
Huh? Lol.
A most intriguing poem where good rhyme meets suspicious minds. Nicely done
Thank you.
Interesting stuff, for sure. Regardless of what caused the power outage, this world is a ticking time-bomb, always has been, and some of us are sensing it. Powerful write, my friend. 🌹👏
Yes indeed, cheers!
Cheers, my friend!
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