Jungle (an acrostic poem)

 

.Justice in this place seems to be defined by who can eat whom

Under the veneer of what some call civilization

Now I know how to fight to get what is mine

Given that we could just clearcut this place and set up something better

Looks like we are stuck in this humid hell at each other’s throats

Even as we all sing, “Welcome to the …”

 

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Oil (an acrostic poem)

Old dinosaurs liquefied into a thick fluid

It contains the lifeblood of the current civilization

Leaving behind a bitter carbon aftertaste.

 

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Dust (an acrostic poem)

Dirt coated the remnants of civilization

Underneath the grime, the dead cars told a story

Silhouettes burned into the pavement eternally listened

The wind moaned at the ending

 

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Restart (an acrostic poem) Arise part 1

Ravaged city ruins still smoked in the distance

Everyone in Sarah’s small band had lost everything there

Still they followed her as she led them into the mountains

There was nothing left for them in civilization

All of a sudden the air was filled with another rocket engine rumble

Racing for cover, Sarah looked away as a flash of destruction washed over her

Taking a deep breath of the ashes of civilization she began walking again