Polyacrostic Palimpsest - Man's Future Is Mayhem Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

Kindly Refer to Notes

MAN'S FUTURE IS MAYHEM

Mayhem, concerns, no win world power plays
and no opposition's positionned in phase.
now it seems that Man's dreams are forlorn,
seems token soon broken, promise foresworn.
for no choice Democracy dares, terror dismays.
urges accelerate when nano pays, -
There leaders exploit any fear and in scorn
used ill. Freedoms, in danger, are torn.
Risk - as offensive arms ready as we gaze,
Each lost cause leaves Freedom in web maze
in viral ways Internet permits, - in pawn
so many old freedoms are, dangers new dawn.


8 September 1991 revisedd 26 May 2005
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NOTE
external acrostic Man's Future is internal acrostics Mayhem, Most call S.O.S. Freedom now is endangered

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Man's Future is Mayhem

Mayhem when disorder old world order slays,
And no opposition's positionned, in phase.
Now it seems Man's future dream is menaced, hangs forlorn,
Seems token broken soon, former hopes forlorn/
For no checks, balances remain for Germans, Czechs, Poles.
Used badly are the chances for new roles.
Tests lie ahead, - what's humanity's goal
underlying F[r]ee Enterprise's begging bowl?
Rules scenario change. Society toes line, torn
ever, for between old and older, Future is thorn
in the side of Establishment, whose creed obeys
Swift progress, that, mocking, threatens its days.

8 September 1991