O Brave New World! Poem by Charlie F. Kane

When the Governments have decided,
When the bombs fall on top of us,
What will be left with?
Crawling out of the ground,
With little left to our spirits.
What will happen to us then?

First we’ll band together,
Start afresh,
We’ll group in flocks,
Learn to communicate again,
We’ll start with some rules,
And we’ll start rebuilding,
And have a brave, new world.

We’ll find doctors,
Who’ll teach the others;
We’ll all become builders,
We’ll find and make shelters;
We’ll all become farmers,
We’ll learn to live of the land
Of this brave, new world!

We’ll teach he children,
They’ll know of sciences,
And philosophies,
And practical things,
So when they are in charge,
They do not dropp the bomb
On our brave, new world!

We’ll be having summers
Like they used to be,
Out in the fields,
Warm heat,
No noises except
For the insects and us.
Imagine the peace
In the brave, new world!

O brave new world,
Will you be like that?
Will human nature
Allow it to come through?
Would the politicians
Look enviously from their bunkers,
Wanting to join our brave, new world?

21/04/06