The Year!

The year could be any that we may remember

the increasing violence a way of life

caused by mankind’s hand and natures power

conflicts refugees from far-flung shores

as armies invaded increasingly country borders

a new president adding to the mix

with discourse expanding throughout society

heightened that loss of security

surveillance being taken to paranoid extremes

unknown forces facing humanity

with only the few living in debauched luxury

more failed to cope with surviving

depression and suicide alarmingly escalating

new year hangovers remained the year

ahead lay uncertainty of humanities true path

as that darkness gripped the soul

a confusion had tightly entwined itself around

our chemical makeup as genders merged

evil became the way of thinking

suspicion of each other like a sickness spread

leading too many innocent dead

media outlets given scripted news for us to view

most of it later discovered untrue

reality becoming a 3D game all were consumed

the right of the individual forever doomed!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

 

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Warfare!

Warfare in the twenty-first century

brought on a bigger threat.

Weapons to obliterate mankind

many stand on the line.

Antagonists looking at each other

once called them brother!

 

Tension was high no more rifles

or small cannons to fire.

But huge deadly arsenals ready

without a second thought.

To wipe whole civilisations away

for domination to display!

 

Never ending conflicts few remember

those times of peace.

Refuges constantly torn from homes

and the threat of violence.

Disrupting chances to bloom and grow

natural balances cannot flow!

 

Often many opposing forces are on alert

each thinking they are right.

Glaring at radar screens from a distance

as the ground is mined.

Lives forever lost as time drifts onward

where nobody wants accord!

 

Will man ever learn before the bomb drops?

The Foureyed Poet.