With no one to see the lights go out
Oh, what shall the world be without us?
Signs glare and monitors glow with no one to see
Then in darkness everything halts
The halls and streets are silent
Oh, what shall the world be without us?
Gears, cogs, and engines forever stand still
Circuits and drives forever die in dust
Clocks of the world forever still await the hour that will never come
Oh, what shall the world be without us?
All the money rots to dirt
Houses fall down upon streets to nowhere
The temples of man come down to the ground
Oh, what shall the world be without us?
Wilderness conquers as the lords of nature always win
All the knowledge and memories have turned into dust
Weapons of war and tools of peace alike rust into oblivion
Oh, what shall the world be without us?
With no one to see, no one to hear, and no one to tell
Oh, what shall the world be without us?
The songs and art in this book are about our collective emergence after the pandemic and trauma of the last few years - comprised of 5 collections: World as Refuge, Where We Live, In Our Hands, Rhythms of Change and What We See & Sow.
Mary Angela Nangini's poems celebrate the richness of life and love. From the city to cottage-country and the roads in between, Nangini explores the changing seasons of her varied region. (This book will soon be reprinted in hard cover.)
Nice writing.
John