The Harvest

A challenge, but I don't remember if it was for Versenators or Writers, Fighters ...

 

The Harvest

 

A bleak future came today

as the harvesters arrive

from beyond Alpha Centuri,

load ships filled with human prions

to feed the native hunger

for the latest foreign craze.

 

A bleak future lies before us,

pushed through gates

and chutes like cattle

en route to certain slaughter.

Centurion ranchers own us

and they’ve come to cash their checks.

 

Twenty-twelve the year anointed

by Mayan astrologers in their wisdom,

or were they paid caretakers

who knew that when we bore fruit

Centurions would claim their fun

as the human race’s last was run.

 

Free will, well it’s illusion

when you’re just a foreign crop

and the harvesters are coming

to feed markets with their cunning,

The public wants its crazes

and the hunger never stops.

 

© 2007 David P. Eckert

Reviews

[Michael Grover]

David this is awesome man. What a great Poem. Too bad you didn't have it last Tuesday I would love to hear you read this.

[Gandré]

This poem is opening my mind. I read it and feel the universe, this is the perfect poem! Strong images full of echo, deliciously scary.

"A bleak future came today
as the harvesters arrive
from beyond Alpha Centauri,
load ships filled with human prions
to feed the native hunger
for the latest foreign craze. "



"Twenty-twelve the year anointed
by Mayan astrologers in their wisdom, " ========>>>>>>> should a comet pass the Earth?


fantastic! vivid!
A 1st class-with-cream-poem!

[Ron Cole]

Wow, this poem "scares the hell outta me"! Chilling scenario, this, but brillantly written and structured!

[Krystal Waters]

I really liked the way this piece flowed. As usual you are very good with timing, precision, and wording. Your imagry was wonderful through out as I saw what you wrote... I don't know what else to say except I think you found your lot in life!


Krystal

[Paul Grimsley]

the first name that sprang to mind was philip k dick, who i really loved, this had the feeling of one of those air-brushed covers you get on classic sci-fi books. i really enjoyed this -- don't get to read too many sci-fi poems.

centuri = centauri