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On Futures Day

What tomorrow may bring? if we go unchecked and undisciplined...

Remembered are we on futures day?
These grand masters of tomorrow
Are far beyond the emperors of yesterday
But still ever soft are the lovers of sorrow.
 
Long fallen are the complacent kings of diplomacy
tricked to silence are the screaming queens of revolution
We the slayers of our own distant legacy
Proud designers of the souls pollution.
 
The trees bore fruit but their seed bear ash
Swords stand still and words will clash
Children yearn as slaves of fame, storms will lash
the bed of soil that bears our fathers name
Condemn he would this fickle game
Condemn he would us to our shame
 
The warriors of the united in bigotry
Have long past lost their war with dignity
Yet the hopes of the tragic and undecided
have fallen low into fragility
those whose weakness is their hostility,
Are still gnawing at the bone of humility
hoping none notice such cold turgidity
blaming their sins on ancient chivalry
the dividing line we once debated over in civility?
broken now by flagrant and brazen villainy
both sides forsaking all lessons now lost in antiquity.
 
Humanity, neither the beginning nor the end, no brighter
The fearful ever offended as the fearless unknowingly defend
This immortal war that when so lost
None among us able will comprehend the final cost
Remembered are we on Futures day?
Who remembers the future they say?
That grew wings of fire then flew away.
 
C.R.Stanger
2014 or 2015
Cover Art– post-apocalypse art by Jonas De Ro.
https://www.pinterest.com/pin/339318153151722397/

This one is probably pretty explanatory...If you live now ....another that has been on here before but i accidently deleted...so its back now

*Note On every poem** all my poems are copyrighted and have codes to prove ownership ... While I doubt anyone here does this ..still have to say Don't steal other people's work wether a poem is good enough or not .... It's personal and directly speaks from the soul of the writer and to take their work and say it's yours ..it's wrong and unnatural ..your stealing a peice of them ...it's nothing to do with money or rights...it's so much more than that...its happened to me .. It can happen to anyone .. It hurts and I always speak out against it even if to most it seems pretentious...

#apocalypse #dark #death #dystopian #future #worlds end

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