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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Everywhere I go, industry dominates this world Vehicles run on diesel, Massive industrial complexes have many factories That create a skyline of smokestacks The heavens are filled with a gray only we have created Man and machine have come together Like haywire to wire, Generating a power countries only dream of Diesel, our main power source, Allows massive airships with smokestacks of their own To block out the sun Nations around the world use machines for industry, war and everyday life Without diesel, It seems the planet will come to a complete standstill… As an inhabitant of this industrialized world, None of what I see around surprises me… For I have lived in the midst of man’s mechanical reign All of my days But I often worry and question our remaining humanity Some of us have grown prideful and cold Nations have fought us Merely to prove their weapons are stronger and better At times I even wonder if we could Possibly find other ways to go about our lives— Like alternative fuel sources Maybe it seems like the world is industrializing too fast But no one seems to notice that after the Great War, Industry spread like a weed that would not stop growing, No matter what you did to it One must begin to wonder How long this kind of life can possibly last I long to feel the sun on my back, And to breathe in fresh air untouched by the fumes I know too well Can we use what we have, Can we use what we live for, To build each other up, Rather than destroying all in our path? Shall we put our hearts into the cores of our unfeeling machines, Or will we turn to Mother Earth with reverence and passion? Taking and never giving back, How can we expect our planet to provide and sustain us? August 20th, 2014 Collaberation by Justin Connor and Laura Breidenthal Two questions to ponder: What do you think will become of this dieselpunk world? How can this message apply to life in your own society?
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