I see a future of war
and evil intent,
poverty, famine
and dark discontent.
A world descended
into desolate gloom,
all joy and laughter
ushered out of the room.
I see helpless children
in war-torn streets,
tattered; just rags,
standing cold in bare feet.
Shattered, bedraggled
a fearful frieze,
like leaves of loss
blown about by a breeze.
I see mothers crying
tears of despair,
holding lifeless bodies
and beseeching the air.
Men, bent and broken,
dejected, defiled,
with blank staring faces,
just waiting to die.
All hearts and humanity,
all pride and joy,
just battered, discarded
like yesterday’s toys.
There’s a question screaming
from the deepest despair…
“Why did we ever
let it go that far?”
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Written by Darren Scanlon, October 2013.
Revised 26th February 2016.
©2016 Darren Scanlon. All rights reserved.
