Who Are We... Poem by Peter Vector

Lost souls shifting through broken ruble,
That was once their life work...
The broken shards of glass,
Crystals in their dirtied feet,
Gushing blood, that leaves a crimson path...

Life was prosperous and good once long ago,
Before these wars, there was bliss sunlight, happiness abounding...
Now the only stable structure is the ruins,
Of their fractured society...

Where is the love? Where is the hope?
These people are lost...
This is our future,
A world of decay and poison,
If we don't turn back now...

A nuclear crisis of the heart,
That burns out the souls and minds of the people,
The youth's eyes are like dull lead going no where...
The children scream and cry into the cold night...
The men and women are loveless and lost...
The old stop caring and slowly die...

They all fade away,
Who are they...

They are us,
And before you know it...
You are nothing.....