Bartering with the most meager of possessions,
Trying to travel south to the warmth,
Selling out friends for a taste of bottled water,
Not worried are we of past confessions…
Pets are now a food source,
A rich man you are if a dog you own,
Cannibalism runs rampant though not admitted,
For administering pain we have no remorse…
Recognized religions non-existent,
Christian lumped together with the Jew,
Prayer only to the god of a precious few,
Life in general mostly inconsistent…
No rapture nor did Christ return,
Lucky are the ones beyond recognition,
Their lives are over, their ashes in an urn,
Lawlessness, for death most do yearn…
© ed ~ 3/29/06
Birgit and Roger
This scenario though well written,and a possibility is one
to put to sleep...
Love,
Eileen
Love Tinka
A thought-provoking write, Ed!
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o(