survival

Error Era

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The end of an era,

the start of something new.

Good or bad is just a guess,

we really have no clue

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We relish in our hindsight,

twenty-twenty it may be.

Yet the future catches up,

too late for you and me.

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Nuclear cars once pondered,

but a bomb blew those away.

Now we arm the masses,

and send them on their way.

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Holes in children’s heads,

breeds forever night.

Darkness will consume,

Till we all see the light.

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Silence bears no witness,

when shooting first to defend.

The truth’s now one-sided.

When will this era end?

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Clockwork

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By day I write

and hide from night

By night I hide from myself

That’s when the demons appear

escaping their hidden shelf

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They spill my ink

won’t let me think

I’m forced to quit too soon

Then I’m left with nothing to do

until the setting moon

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The sun will rise

to blurry eyes

And off again I’ll venture

I’ll try to have a brighter day

But darkness remains unsure

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Found Lost

Lost in the sand

Can’t walk, cannot stand

Vultures above awaiting meat

Flesh melts from my feet

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Waves of heat ride the tide of sands

Blisters ooze muddies bloodied hands

Flesh burned, pores yearn, salt sweat dried

Sandpaper eyes, tears boil un-cried

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Times far behind, miles are ahead

The only dread now’s not being dead

Visions blurred, yet a figure seen

The end is near, they’re in-between

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Once blindingly lost, in a blink found

Screaming a last breath yet not a sound

Inviting any – enemy or friend

Kill or cure, any end

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Growth of Plight

Engines of plight will grind to a stop

When bloated guts belly flop

Diving high in their oils last drop

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Autos will stall – jets will fall

Ships adrift with no ports of call

Life consumed by engines sprawl

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We’ll burn our peat and our coal

Scavenge twigs when no logs roll

Burn our atoms and homes of ole

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Hope burns rockets for us to roam

In glittered shells, blazing chrome

Turning pages to ash that was our tome

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Oceans slick with humans last trace.

Now directionless vessels adrift in space

Motionless, still hurrying – to keep the pace

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Escaping history that was our own

Journey unneeded to a vast unknown

Civilizations die when greed is grown

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