What My Gut's Been Telling Me

Change's coming, wether we're ready or not

It's coming
The big change
In the world order

It's boiling
Beneath the surface
In our blood
That is diluted
With oil
We're running out
Of time
Of space

Look to the horizon
It's darkened
With pollution
Infiltrating our lungs
Clouding our eyes
We can't see
The devastation
We're on the brink
Victims of our own denial

Can you feel it?
I can sense it
The change that is coming

When what has been built
Becomes useless
Money will stop talking
Cars stop moving
When everything comes crashing down
Are we going to be ready?

Author's Note

It'll come sooner than we think
We're far too greedy
When the economy blows up in our faces
What will happen?
I can't wait to see

Reviews

[Wolfwind]

Might not be such a bad thing to go back to the horse and buggy days. Or even the stone age. People would by nature of how much harder life will be, a stronger and healthier race. Population would plunge, getting rid of any of those who couldn't live the harder lifestyle, so there would be plenty of space to roam and live one's life. i think the quality of life, at least mentally, would improve. It would also give Mother nature a chance to catch back up and repair what humanity has destroyed through out the years of industrialization.

A great poem that makes one think!
Aaron

[Dean]

I agree, and I can wait. There is where pleasure lies.

[Distant horizons]

Superb. big impact and really well written. great job.

[Crow]

I love the point blank words that set the truthful imagery into motion. If only the world would get the message and realize it can be changed, not perpetuated.

Well versed!