We Knew
You cannot control traffic. But you can stop your own car...
Lullaby epitaphs whispered in tones
Showing the impact of pilotless drones
A phantasm promise of much better days
Gave us our distorted error of ways
The sky and the sea, both majestic and blue
Have turned ashen gray, with a yellowish hue
Where once there stood hospitals, now there are graves
In the land of the free and the home of the brave
Our leaders now tombstones, our neighborhoods gone
No one to argue what’s right and what’s wrong
The food is all gone, there is no use in trying
Unless you are into fine cannibal dining
We hide from each other, no one is your friend
Our world black and hopeless now this is the end
We all saw this coming, no mystery here
We sanctioned their lies with political fear
It snows now in summer, the fallout is nice
Nuclear winters were such a surprise
Our children will play in the rubble of time
We chose not to see; the worst kind of blind
Sometimes I look at the black morning sky
And cry hopeless tears without questioning why
It wasn’t a few that could hate more than most
Because we all hate just a little you know
So blame is like acid rain coming on down
It touches each one of us every day now
I once had a family, now I’m alone
Our world now in ruins, each one must atone
About the Creator
Logan Solo
Life is a mirror and poetry is my reflection.
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