The Last Man on Earth

Apocalyptic view of the end...and mankind giving up. Cheery thoughts ;)

 

Ashen leaves scatter

‘Cross barren desert floors

Where once great prairies stretched

Caught up in twisters, dust devils, whirlwinds

Flung apart as dust.

 

Steel skeletal fingers

Charred and broken and bent

Stark reminders of whatever was

Eroded and scarred by poisonous rains

Flung apart as dust.

 

Dressed in rags of cloth

Sore hands and face and feet

Hobbling and limping, lost, alone

Clutching a doll like the child he was

Flung apart as dust.

 

The last man on Earth

Washes his hands in rusty water

Washes the sins of humanity from his flesh

Looks skywards as black snow falls

Flung apart as dust.

 

The last man on Earth

Pulls the rags from his bony frame

Lies down to rest on rocky ground

Doll held to his face to soak the tears

Waiting to fall to dust.

Reviews

[Phill Oz O'fee]

Poetically apocalyptic and creatively composed; it did remind me of this passage -

Isaiah 44:20 (The Message)

20 This lover of emptiness, of nothing, is so out of touch with reality, so far gone, that he can't even look at what he's doing, can't even look at the no-god stick of wood in his hand and say, "This is crazy."

It is certainly a piece hat makes the reader stop and ponder.

Excellent!

Phill(ozofee)

[Ari]

This is really well done. It reminds me of Cormac McCarthy's Blood Meridian. There is definitely a sense of desolation about this.