" Beware the Ides of March "
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Can you feel the pain and torture
of our battle scarred Earth
rattling in her death throes
do you see the writing on the wall
the hand has written, and will not be denied
the wind cries with mournful eyes
and the seas rage like a tempest
pestilence and plague blight the land
and new devices are arriving every day
tomorrow may never come
you shouldn't be so cocksure
we reap what we sow
and we have sowed the seeds of destruction
within the hearts of men
and murdered the souls of all living creatures
one billion people hate our guts
and won't rest until we are dead
your windows are darkened with nuclear winter
and cataclysmic proliferation is all around
your neighbour won't even acknowledge you
and your friend spits in your eye
the organs of organised religion
has set man apart from man
and our leaders and guides
are as corrupt and deviant as hell
don't you see the signs, symbols and tokens
strewn and laid across our paths and byeways
or has the hedgerows blurred and blinded your vision
the tools of death and mortification
are engraved upon the stone and pestle
our rivers are flowing with burning, acrid sulphur
cordite and stench fills the nostrils and the air
decaying corpses lie bloated on the streets
our cities and towns buried under the foaming sea
the darkened skies laden with acid rain
seared skin peeling from our frightened faces
and you don't even know my name
the snake is slithering on its belly
and is poised and ready to strike with pain
take cover, and run for shelter
you are between a rock and a hard place
overhead the missiles and projectiles are flying
heading straight for you and me
keep your shape and form my friend
and look out for the ricochets
the shit has hit the fan
Copyright by Peter Paton 2006
Birgit and Roger
Fantasy Island will return!
Sage
A timely, resonate write; shit has already begun to hit the fan indeed--- and amazingly, too many people STILL don't get it...
Very well done. Now rest; go take a nature walk while you still can.
Peace,
Carolyn
Paul;-)
You wrote the facts and we need to listen.
Susan
I personally think the end is near!!
Take care!!
Love tinka
eT
has set man apart from man
and our leaders and guides
are as corrupt and deviant as hell
I sadly believe that all of the above is true, Peter, and I truly wonder what our very grim future now holds.
To show my appreciation for the "Eve of Destruction" I will light a candle of admiration by the author's PEDESTAL AT THE BASILICA OF THE SUBLIME POETS IN HELICON.
TODAY IS THE DAY FOR MAKING ENIMIES COME INTO
FRIENDSHIP AND FRIENDS INTO BROTHERHOOD.
I salute You, Poet Peter Paton.
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU