Evacuation dreams

 

Evacuation screams.

Boarding trains

to anywhere but here.

Time ceases to turn,

the sky burns

as missiles lock onto our dreams.

No walls built will contain the rage

as the earth spits her venom.

Evacuation dreams

but nowhere is safe, just a cage

of humanities depravity

when the dust settles

on a misunderstood fairytale.

 

Tick, tick, tick,

the bomb is set.

The neon timer is lit.

The click of the safety

being flicked off

a rifle, as time ceases

its next beat.

The men in the high tower

fill themselves on truffles and caviar.

A meal fit for the beast.

The air filled with metal birds

dropping loads, the shit hits the fan

as oil fields explode.

A new star in the day light,

turns the world to twilight

in the blink of an eye.

As the fallout dust

crashes our dreams,

I hear an angel cry.

 

Evacuation dreams,

but escape is a myth

when the air screams,

the seas bleed for us,

and the storms are manmade.

Greed seeds fields of dead trees

and the earth weeps

for yesterday's peace.

Sandcastles in the wind,

as the cities crash to the ground.

 

Our evacuation dreams fill our eyes.

Peacefully village in the summertime,

a beach side retreat in the prime of life,

A mountainside paradise

where the trees are topped

with snow and ice.

All dreams die.

As we see the fire fill out eyes,

and screams evacuate our lungs

to join the screams of the mother

Earth in her final song.