A World Spinning Backwards - Prophecy of Our Fate

Traveling in reverse to right all the wrongs, Into past days rushing to stop those hours of pain, History kneeling in shame before its future, Knowing its yesterdays must answer to its tomorrows, Each human seeing their one trillionth of responsibility, Multiplied by brother and sister into a mountain of sorrow, Pleading to turn back a living clock already unwound, Dreams buried in yester years that never came true, Loving so many that they left so carelessly behind, Only worth measured by gifts of happiness bestowed on others, Stumbling over heaven bound cobblestones laid thoughtlessly downward, Unaware of poor crawling faces straining to look upward, Necks serving as steps for those too richly religious to break them, Scaling cliffs that once were oceans they came from, A world spinning backwards into an oblivion called Hell. Copyright © 2015 Robert William Gruhn - All Rights Reserved "A poem to me is the essence of any thought, Being built from its foundation into tower scraping sky. It can fly like no other bird to places never seen, Even spaceships can only dream of taking its place." Copyright © 2015 Robert William Gruhn