Wednesday, April 28

the end of the world

Sweet song of humanity, play on

apparently, we still ain't gone

global catastrophe seems eminent

yet bars and parties are still prominent

a question of when, not if

that's what the epidemiologist insists

the bees have died

the brokers cried

but we play on




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6 comments:

  1. So very true. It just continues.......

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  2. People don't understand how important bees are my in-laws have hives. This is so tragic but so elegantly executed

    I am
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  3. powerful, nice use of words and action, concise, it is what is not said in this poem which leaves me wanting more, I really like the way you have presented climate change.

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  4. great lines! very true, "play on"... life continues

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  5. And so we do (play on)...'not in our lifetime' 'I'll be long dead when it happens' - heard it all - seems we never consider the generations we lovingly create...

    Anna :o]

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