Reach So High, Sink So Low Poem by John Fenton Mcleish

Reach So High, Sink So Low



Great poets long gone
Never knew about atoms
Neurons or neutrons
Cruising at ten thousand feet
Ballistic missiles do streak
Televisions
Computers and Internet
Thermonuclear
What simple lives they did live
All this hi-tech they did miss
Shakespeare and fairies
Whitman and his leaves o' grass
Blake and wild flowers
Time moves on it never stops
All eventually rots
Wonder what they'd say
If they saw the world today
In all it's glory
Skyscrapers reaching so high
Planes that do fly through the sky
Could they comprehend
Infanticide, genocide
Millions starving
They say the bell tolls for thee
Our world wars, one, two and three
We have sank so low
I think they would be ashamed
Of what we've become

Wednesday, October 5, 2016
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