Val Brooklyn Rogers Blk Panther Poet Prose

Destiny of Man- Speech

Watching  endless ocean stretched out before me.
My thinking is far away.
The yacht is rocking.
As each wave hurries back to shore
My thoughts wander.
What will I say?
I should be dressing.
They'll be watching.
My suit doesn't quite fit.
My accomplishments tell their own story.
I must speak of the future of the human race.
Vital issues need to be mentioned.
STEPPING TO THE PODIUM,
Bulbs flashing hands clapping
A nod "thank you"

"Good morning, Delegates and founders. We are exceptional people."
"WE HAVE FALLEN SO FAR FROM DIVINE."  Some of the ELITES  shifted in
Their cushioned seats.
"We have made a fine bed adorned with a precious quilt. For decades man
Has been destroying earth's protections  (the ozone layer, and ocean).
He assigned a destiny of his own design.  At our ZENITH, PERFECT  resolve.
At the end of our world, THE BEGINNING OF A NEW HORIZON.  Where we
No longer exist as rogue barbarians cutting down indigenous races but
STAND ON THE THRESHOLD OF THIS NEW BEGINNING, READY TO WELCOME ALL HARMLESS SOULS."

"THOSE OF EARTH IMPATIENT, IN PERIL. HEAR THIS:  man will bow to the GODS
OF the Celestial plains.  THE GODS OF HEAVENS  await his remorse"
Bulbs flashing  hands clapping.
"A Fond farewell to men I fail to comprehend."
"THE  FUTURE IS  NOW."

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