When are we going to listen to sense?
Maybe now is the time to ask to repent.
Before long it will be like
fixing the fence,
when the house has already
been blown away in the wind.
90 seconds, the clock now sits.
That fan is slowly getting coated in shit.
We are getting too close to the final tick
and I don't fancy being vaporised.
I like my eyes to not be filled
with blood red skies.
The warnings kept coming
but we heeded not a thing.
Too obsessed were we,
with celebrity,
social media and selfies.
Too focused on what we can get.
We let our planet fall into neglect.
Whilst our leaders hoarded weapons
of destructive force
Enough to wipe us
from the surface.
90 seconds till the bell chimes
I quite liked passing the time
in the green hills of life,
but our selfish side,
our tribal warlike tide
kept crashing against those hills.
Always enough to make some blood spill,
never enough to heal those wounds.
and as they tick closer still,
It won't be fireworks exploding in the sky,
but the cries of nuclear fires,
the tears of fallout rain.
Simple question... Why?
The warning alarms sang in unison,
unlike the people, no union,
man against man,
and now we only unite to cry
as we watch the fire rip apart the sky
whilst we plunder the oil fields,
sucking them dry.
Vampires of that black gold,
but that's a tale to be told
another time...
Oh, wait there is no other time,
the clock is starting to chime.
There is no more time.
Thanks for reading
Anyone that has been following me for any length of time
will know that I like to write sequels to my poems,
or series that can span multiple books.
Such as the night watchman, who has featured
in all of my collections since his introduction.
One poem I never wanted to turn into a series
was 100 seconds to midnight.
But sometimes we don't learn.
The doomsday clock is a metaphor created by scientists
and top minds, to visualise how close humanity is to wiping itself out.
At the time of writing 100 seconds,
just prior to that covid thing and the russia/Ukraine war,
the clock sat at 100 seconds, the closest we had ever been to midnight.
So to create a series would mean we are ticking ever closer...
90 seconds to midnight.
please dont make me write 80 seconds to midnight.
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