The Coming Void Poem by Tom Billsborough
The Coming Void
I am the vacuum.
I am the void you won't avoid.
I the seedless earth,
The yellow unforgiving sands,
Death Valley multiplied,
The shrinking glaciers,
The rising tide swallowing your lands.
I am your need,
Your tsunami of Greed.
So gather round, children,
Repeat after me..
Let us be free
To live for today
In our work and our play.
Banish your pain, banish your sorrow.
Banish tomorrow.
Leave that to me
For I am the vacuum,
I am the void you won't avoid.
Yikes! That is a very foreboding poem during a foreboding time. I hope we can avoid it, but I am afraid. I'm very, very afraid. Thanks for sharing Tom.
, Pam. Can't decide who is worse. Your President or our feeble Prime Minister! At least in the States there are greater powers to resist and I was particularly impressed by Pittsburg's mayor. I think many states will use their power to thwart Trump's rejection of the Paris accords.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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I always find uniqueness in your own way of writing, this poem sound so warm, warm heart...maybe you have summer soul inside it :) Take care always!
hahahaha but it is summertime, you should go for watermelon, make watermelon juice with pulp...a mixture of lemonade, mint and ice will be great for summer...
Must be all that lovely fruit I eat! Must try your Mango with Chilli soon! Thanks for the comment!