Held by the future

I am a survivor

strolling down the ruins

breathing the chemical air

post-apocalyptica

my home

There's beauty here for sure

in the chaos and destruction

refractive patterns cover the horizon

as the sun sets and rises

shining through the polluted air

and the irradiated ponds

glowing dim at night

The people here are incredible

the ingenuity one can achieve

when one amounts to something

the things overcome

and risen above

stories told with joy

living in peace

Information has not been lost

just take to its core

the technological puzzle pieces

patented and locked away

are used freely to solve any problem

for once and for all

we can use our collective knowledge

I am only one of many whom agree

that although we've payed the price

for the belief of being the superior race

destruction breeds creation

extreme change force adaptation

with time, evolution

Time has past

nature once again found balance

we now know how we're here to stay

society part of the ecosysten

we prosper

not a thing we would change

no longer survivors

we just are