hanging by a threadA Poem by RuseInexwhen the electricity stops the last electron flow at speed of light through fiber optics, stops movement through glass threads, the last electron flow through the copper cables, stops from the dams from the nuclear power plants into our homes our cell phones computers, our homes, when the transmissions stop when data, its flow stops when all manner of reaction, all manner of emotion, temper tantrums don't work never did when madness, mayhem, bewilderment, astonishment, weeping, anger, violence, apathy, never stop the young will allow their anger, unquenched rebellion, no more channels no cable t.v. no streaming of the multitude of devices, no touch of interface disconnect no media flow, data bits stop fear trees have hard bark, the birds can fly to the highest branches they can fly to the mountains we have skin we cannot fly outside the grid where is the oil for our lamps? where are the lamps? where are our books where is the bible? how can you study when hungry, naked and cold? in the darkness devoid of light the hammer strikes how can you resist? in our specialized society, we depend on vast populations of people to deliver our food, our clothing, our needs our heat our shelter our pleasures where will they be during a neutron detonation above our cities? you and i must call upon the Lord there is no other way prepare now underground bunkers, bugging out, doomsday prepping cannot quarantee your survival, or eternal destiny your eternal salvation depends on it this is the last generation calling upon the Lord God the God of creation is now © 2018 RuseInex |
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Added on February 3, 2018 Last Updated on February 3, 2018 AuthorRuseInexFresno, CAAboutI was born in obscurity Outside a small country town’s limits In a plank shack I kept a few memories That come into my head That i still carry around That i visit now and then The dust .. more..Writing
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