When the wild worlds awoke
A thunderous cackling was heard
Mystics remained calm
But civilians, no they ruptured
Into the great wide open hands
Of the Gods they revered.
Some, well, some squandered their money
Buying useless diplomas and
Servitude obligations.
Some fell to darkness with devices
Emitting radioactive lights
And chaotic beeping.
Some fell into wildness
Like the river in Spring
Bounding over freshly fallen trees
And moss so thick
It became a cloak for their own dreams.
There was no end promised
To the deafening roar,
No scientific projection
Or mathematical calculation
That could speak for the Gods
Who had thus become maddened.
And in the end,
Well, there was no end
For it was never signaled,
Never announced over loudspeaker
Like each modern God so famed to do,
It was subtle, and thus remained unchanged.
It was the civilians
Who had changed, too busy caught up
To notice that they had changed
And what they had changed for
Had long since been gone away.
Tag: beep
School (day 178)
Test after test
I am hit with defeat
Smacked in the face
Omnipresent beep
Retry and save
Wait and edit
Round and round
The circle we go
Fighting fears
Deadlines ahead
Fighting gears
Mind spinning instead
Longer hours means
No sleep tonight
More to do
Relentless
I’m almost through
Oh Wait (day 20)
Anxiously awaiting
With feeble breath
Nervously busying
Anxiously waiting
To late, it’s happened
It’s come and gone!
It’s been here and went
Oh dear, to late
But wait! Just maybe
Just maybe that beep
Wasn’t the beep I missed
Just maybe it failed
Oh look, oh dear
It’s been far to long
I think I cannot dare
Oh dear, oh my.