before long

Swallow the air I’ve been told to breathe

The menacing gasps, the clouds know

I can never be free, not under sweltering sun

We’ve created a new Earth, boiling and barren

I’m not a fan, and fans few and far between

Plant too few, they uproot the truth

I’ll never stop the process, the factories churn

Reservoirs dry, Indian chiefs cry

This is the land with no regard for time

Mother Nature, or the symbolism of life

I write, but nobody listens

There’s no degree in my bio, no books

In my name, no acclaim in my days

But as long as the sky stirs warm air

Sweat drenched my pages, my age

Matters little to me

I’ll be dead before I pen another word

2 thoughts on “before long

I'm interested in hearing what you have to say

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s