Last Day

Last Day

A Poem by Evilhappy
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Where do you go to when you are caught?

The Sandmen will pursue in your dreams

Do you ever give that a second thought?

For he is dutiful and loyal while relentless

The Runner will scurry, even risk us

Putting so many people in the way, he tries to hide

They all clear the way to either side

Francis Seven makes the kill and takes no small amount of pride

 

The odds for renewal you deny

When you are caught, you die

This is what happens when you run

Francis holsters his gun

Emotionless in the revelry of a crowd

Dead in a fountain, black blossom revealed, his job there is done

Spectators cheer for the violence, so loud

He finds Logan, admiring his son,

And reminds his friend of the balance: “One for one.”

 

On the way to the Carrousel, to bear witness, they enter Arcade

Where the cabinets burst with all sorts of debauchery and debts to be played

And pass their hedonistic delights, w****s, drugs and surgery

Logan all the while curious, Francis cautious of his curiosity

It seems he has doubts of the system, this itself is living dangerously

 

Donned in white robes and masks, flames crawling up the legs

They stand on the red flower and ascend,

Exploding into dust, with uproarious cheers

The deafening roar for renewal, a spectacle, the question it begs

Is this how we all must meet our end?

Contemplating, the celebration of execution, the last thing anyone hears-

Renewal! Renewal! Renewal! Renewal! Renewal!

 

But they are called away again, and kill Doyle Ten

With his possessions, they return to headquarters, to report

The mastermind of all time,

The computer, infallible, whose Megalopolis is sublime

Does he care one bit?

These rebels threaten society

He clocks them out with apathy

A servant to civility

Idyllic, perfect, too perfect

A top secret mission, unusually

Called to locate the Runners who have escaped the city,

Confounded by the computer, every moment owed to technology

LOGAN FIVE, FIND AND DESTROY SANCTUARY

 

One thousand and fifty-six refugees purportedly escaped beyond the wall

Logan’s flower has been activated, his questions answered, there is no renewal,

He slips out to contact a rebel, who can help him escape the city and kill them all

Jessica, who posited this machine was malfunctioning; the object of Logan’s desire

They run together, Francis chases, unwilling to believe until he sees

The seeds of distrust sewn and falsely confirmed, the rebels believe Logan is a killer and a liar

Then their eyes meet, Francis Seven, the unrelenting predator

He hesitates, takes a shot at Jessica, but Logan saves her

In panic and fervor, the fox and the cat, certain they’re done for

Hunted in the ruins beyond the walls, the Sandman turned Runner

 

What evil irony the pair endure,

To have hope renewed in their travels

Only to find it frozen, killed by a broken machine

One thousand and fifty-six humans, stored in ice

Looking to add two more, before its store collapses

Amazed to be alive, they flee, meeting the old man and his cats

The only other human they’ve seen in their retreat

Better to be stored by Box or shot by Francis, who finds them,

Gone mad with his obsession, his grief and frustration, his desperation serves his defeat

Unwilling to listen to reason, to see through the lies and illusion, these two who were once like brothers now fight

All of the murder, the time and the ruthless, mindless divulgence of decadence, all comes to a head over a blinking light

Logan kills Francis, holding his head in his arms, fitfully delirious ramblings, Logan tries to keep him calm

When he starts up one last time, to say look at your palm

The blinking red and black now clear: “Logan you renewed!”

 

In the city he reveals the deception of their structure

You can live past thirty! The Carrousel is a lie! You can have a future!

Captured, confronted, questioned and caged, probing his mind

Six spinning heads anger the computer who demands, WHERE IS SANCTUARY, WHAT DID YOU FIND?

Six spinning heads all repeat, that one truth was always so near,

There is no sanctuary here!

 

The computer shorts out, and soon the Sandmen are destroyed, Logan shoots his way out, the city empties in chaos and fear

Standing on the steps of this erupted crater of truth, Logan and Jessica are looking out as a pair

All people are free, they gather around the old man, something they never imagined they would see

Some touch him, in awe, some simply stare

Sometimes there’s no time to run, no time to live; it all hardly seems fair

Something is certainly different when there is hope, there is a change in the air

Somehow alive, the Sandman who ran to the finish and managed to survive, Logan Five has time to spare.

© 2020 Evilhappy


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