Here's a free-verse poem written back during my time in Germany about one of the troubles and most likely outcome that the world faces.


Darkness of the Future

I mark the dark problems of the future.
If the ways of now do not stop,
There will be death and chaos.
The men, the women, the children.
All human and non.
Crying from the torture which is death.
The conscious and non.
None shall survive the onslaught.
The smell of death, the taste of blood.
All is too unbearable.
The sound of horror, the feel of pain.
Nature’s murder is a horrible sight.
The only hope is for us to just stop.
Oil should not be burned, nor taken from Earth
Smokers, both metallic and non, should stop.
If we fail, then the sun shall set,
And never rise again, for all life.
Our ray of life shall stop,
And out ray of light shall never touch Earth, again.
Animals and plants are still endangered by our action.
We must advance our technology,
And preserve our forests.
Fossil fuels should be abandoned for our sake
And the sake of the earth.
Give animals their space,
And they’ll give ours.
If evil stays at hand, then we are doomed.
We must show mercy to the world,
Or our life and the planet’s are over.