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The Bitter End(Magog)

Posted in Free Verse Poetry with tags , , on April 29, 2014 by lengesinski

The Bitter End(Magog)

 

I may not see tomorrow

nor care to witness…..all the complete woe

hear the cries….and moans

of all…that might be left

the tormented, tortured, discarded…and damned

rivers of filth…..our own toxic concoctions

oceans of garbage…debris…indifference

once proof of our existence…..our not caring

beginnings…origins

such trails of despair……despoliation

barren trees……bare arms reaching

futilely….to skies…

billowing toxic clouds

burning our lungs…tortured last breaths

the remaining faces…..gaunt…gasping

eyes widened…..looking through…beyond

minds maddened

unable to discern

what now….is reality…or madness

souls blackened

the last vestiges of humanity

completely scoured……free?

litany……voices……chorus

still asking…why?…how?

steadily….and all along

from the first stone thrown

to now, these smoldering lands…as far as the eye can see

pooled with blood……once our own

the stench of death……sickly sweet decay

a return of sorts

to these killing fields…this battlefield earth

our permanent scarring

this certainly will be…..the last time?

our bloodthirst…finally complete?

 

 

The Bitter End(Magog)©Leonard.C. Gesinski All Rights Reserved(04/24/2014)

https://leng64.wordpress.com/

 

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