Final Take

It comes
encroaching 
moving faster
roaring
devouring 
acres
forest
lives
no one is protected
no one matters
all for one 
one for all
a thing of the past.
Disheartened
weary
strangled 
brought to knees 
promised warrior
a millennium
walking
waking
destruction
war
sin
all rolled over 
there is nothing
left to see.
A challenge 
not uttered 
taken
more to come
more harm
more destruction
vile men
tasked with protection
raping.
Watching
caravan after caravan
flee
safety 
somewhere
out there
hope is held.
Turn 
one last time
tired
so tired
last stand
last bastion
Last Warrior 
for this life. 
 
©Sept. 15/20
Picture via Pinterest

Undecided

Daintily
picking her way 
stepping over bleached bones
skirt held up
as though she was curtsying to the Queen.
Ballet movements
graceful
hands on hips
glaring around
‘Who is to blame 
For this mass genocide?’
Standing atop the crumbling mound
bones collapsing into dust
the unlucky ones who were caught outside
when the bombs came down
flesh seared from bones
mothers bonded forever more
with their childrens cold corpses.
All were warned
all were told there would be a price to pay
if the situation was not altered
but continued unabated.
The walls were built
silos filled
with more grain than they could eat
cows
pigs
horses too
all saved
to repopulate a world
destroyed by….
greed
war
famine
drought
pestilents
overpopulation
the list goes on and on.
With no one person to blame
fingers point….
East
West
North
South
no one will be responsible
no one will claim that wrong had been done.
Instead
slithering
undulating through the shadows
speaking in whispered tongues
the beast waits to make it come all undone.
She stands alone atop the world
eyeing the devestation done
she will become the hunteress
cleansing the world of sin.
A fierce battle will occur
with a winner as yet undeclared.
August 28/18