Slipping Away - Poem by Andy Brookes
There is nothing new under sun he said but universal as truths may be.
they slant with time, the age lived in
tumble down versions of the same regurgitations
repetitions, reverberating renditions
till the vivid hues become pale, meaningless.
creaking doors and shuttered windows
unopened painted over with flaking paint.
life chokes on it own pollution
words slay me, slay the dragon but then what....
swords are sharp, pens blunt instruments
blind quacking politicians sooth with reassuring lies.
watching the myopic follies of man as he slides,
universal truths not withstanding, and topples.
medieval man saw the devils maw
Armageddon was real in his world
filth and disease the devils tools
modern man's hubris, that we can control the world,
nature, but we are killing it and as we do kill ourselves
there's nothing new under the sun
but soon there will be nothing under the sun
but a man made waste.
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