Future's Moon is Blue

Future's Moon is Blue

A Poem by OtherWorldWoman
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I 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...

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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 OtherWorldWoman


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Poignant. I think the parallel world dream-streams help give eco-creative life emphases a chance 'midst the corporatist pollutant bog. And you're in a Canada. Isn't it sounder there re the concerns of your poem? Tho' it is a single globe, regardless.

Anyway, it's all a matter of consciousness, and integral bridgework. Zen meets a postrational grid = sanity. Green good sense is one the streams. So far those aware of integral studies (Gebser/Wilber unpacked) seem decentralized, scattered. Difficult to read on a media radar still yammering on the un-sane ramshackle mythic-rational cognitive frequency. . .

Cheerz to your intelligent poem and its all-important life theme!

Posted 14 Years Ago


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Poignant. I think the parallel world dream-streams help give eco-creative life emphases a chance 'midst the corporatist pollutant bog. And you're in a Canada. Isn't it sounder there re the concerns of your poem? Tho' it is a single globe, regardless.

Anyway, it's all a matter of consciousness, and integral bridgework. Zen meets a postrational grid = sanity. Green good sense is one the streams. So far those aware of integral studies (Gebser/Wilber unpacked) seem decentralized, scattered. Difficult to read on a media radar still yammering on the un-sane ramshackle mythic-rational cognitive frequency. . .

Cheerz to your intelligent poem and its all-important life theme!

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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