Charting Our Progress Beneath The Stars Poem by DM W

The world began in Eden
And ended in Las Vegas;
From beautiful garden
To dazzling morgue.

The world began
Snug in the soft feathers
Of holy innocence;
Now it hides its needle marks.

The world began
With Adam, the first poet:
Naming the animals.
Now words are used
To sanctify advertising
And other disreputable arts

The world began
With waves of hope.
Now there is only
Garish forms of lesser light;
Amidst the infernal darkness.
As we close our minds
And caress our smart phones
Like rosary beads,
We live like strangers
To one another.

The world began in Eden
And ended in Las Vegas.