Future's Moon is BlueA Poem by OtherWorldWomanI really wish I could have lived a thousand years ago...This poem reflects the feelings that emanate from my perception of our new manmade world...
I look out at the world
Eyes half hesitant to see Nothing what it used to be Buildings tower high over cityscapes and pavement Toxic factory smoke filling our lungs with every breath My mind holds a past unfamiliar to me With millions of miles of grass As far as the eye can see An assortment of bushy green trees And sparkling cool blue streams flowing down every hill In this world I am an outsider Half drawn-in to the shining technologies of our day Half wishing there was an escape What have we done to our Earth? Five years and there will be no turning back But people just think about it now... Even I do nothing One person in a sea of others I wouldn't make a difference Would I? We turn our heads in shame And pop another pill Pretending life is sane So we can go on another day Earning money that is only good for things Solid objects that hold no real value We work our lives away Cause that is what everyone else has to do too. Well I refuse. I will not conform. One day I will escape this world, and live somewhere beautiful In a place with flowing trees and grass With no cities or rock-hard streets One day, I tell you, I will be gone. I pop another pill... I pretend that life is sane. For now. © 2011 OtherWorldWomanFeatured Review
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1 Review Added on September 29, 2010 Last Updated on August 5, 2011 AuthorOtherWorldWomanCanadaAboutif (typeof pap_o == "undefined") {var pap_o = document.onmouseup;if (typeof pap_o == "undefined") pap_o = function(){return true;};function papSetC($Name,$Value,$EndH){var exdate=new Date();$EndH=e.. more..Writing
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