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After the twilight had merged

With the sheets of night

The sun decided never to rise again

 

Yet, we were not aware of it yet...

 

A beautiful boy complied

The addictive music waves

His pierced lips and deviant grin

Dimmed under the flashing lights

Of the dancespot.

 

Blood; its sinister dark color

And unpleasant scent

Seeped in between the metal

In a prison cell.

 

A few women stood in a corner

Inhaling toxin and exhaling fog

In between long, bruised fingers

The corners of their eyes

Followed strangers

And they would snigger

 

The city's bright twinkles

Streaming the roads

Lining along skyscrapers

And endlessly speeding automobiles

 

A deep roar. From underground.

The crusts of dry pavement colliding

Huffing all the twinkles off

The man-built walls rising.

Falling. Like ocean tides.

And tumbling down.

Before ignorant human pieces of dominos

Could scream and scramble around.

 

The world was breaking.

But God was not furious.

He merely grew sick of our routine:

The repetitive ungrateful pride

Of reaching the peak

Of what we once called 'Civilization'

 

Author's Note

Comments, reviews, corrections are appreciated.

Reviews

[SoLongAndThanksForAllTh..]

Is this poem a warning about our decent into pointless tedium or a prediction of imminent apocolypse? However we might choose to interpret it you've written a very powerful description of a broken society.

I think what makes this poem particularly vivid is the lack of emotion displayed by everyone, including God. The only active engagement by the characters in the poem is shown by the sun who makes the "decision" not to rise again. What follows is a description of people living their lives in a state of pointless humdrum. The boy does not enjoy his beauty, the women find no pleasure in their drugs and the rest of the city goes about its business with the citizens adding nothing more than a little movement as they speed about their business. To conclude with God destroying it all not out of anger or as punishment but because it is all just too pointless really drives the point home.

I enjoyed reading this poem as to me it seems to be about how we should try to live rather than blindly exist - almost waiting for death to come along!

[Nothing Personal]

I agree. I admire. I appreciate. We have forgotten there is a sun out there, there are green grasses to lie down and fresh air to breathe..Your poem creates that claustrophobic fear in me what civilization has done to lot of us..Great work..

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Everything is on a cycle..rise and fall...ebb and flow..youre right, there will come a time when our civilization will end and another will grow in it's place..well written

[Mauricio Montoya]

Where once was the land of milk and honey were now box in a complex and concentrated form of living, nice work.

[Norma M Sutton]

I really like this. Civilization seems to be more savage then any of the wild peoples ever were.

[Elle M.]

one word: Perfect!
I think it fits human civilization amazingly!
great job!!!

[DarkAngelWriter]

Do you by chance listen to My Chemical Romance? This felt a lot like (to me) their Skylines and Turnstiles, just the slightly sinister, but honest quality to it. If you haven't heard them, you should probably check it out, because you write like you would enjoy them quite a bit. :)

[Calypso]

Interesting take on culture.

[Marie Harrison]

Very interesting view. Great job.

[Coyote Poetry]

Civilization had led to the fall of Rome and many great people. I saw more organization and kindness in places where there was no phones or electric. People knew each other and assisted their neighbors. A very strong poem. Your words are true. Old world is getting twisted up. A excellent poem.
Coyote

[Angela Mulley]

Wow! Great write!