Anybody
Portable prophets in their slumbers
will count all of the digital numbers.
The one and the zero on a wild ride
the memory of man cast aside.
Is anybody listening ?
Peace in the pot and war on the plate
let man serve his fellow man but not too late.
The ladies in waiting are boy and girl
serving up little bytes to a hungry world.
Does anybody care ?
All the kings horses and all the kings men
cannot put an atom together again.
Annihilation may get the command
to walk on with us hand in hand.
Will anybody see?
Even Jupiter saw the reasons why
the day mountains rained down from the sky.
The starters gun went off somewhere in space
have we already lost the human race ?
Is anybody out there?
Copyright © Dc Bursey | Year Posted 2017
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