Electrical Dawn
Seems like we can't
get over it
Our lives have become
reflections
of the electrical dawn
Don't ask too many
questions
The answers may drive
you mad
The sparks we have
seen
suggest the power we
have become subservient
to
In a dark room
a bulb
is lit
Eyes strain to read
printed matter
In the distance
the sound of a radio
Electrical Dawn
Something we must
face if we are
To continue on
As we have in
the past
The sharp ring of the
alarm clock
makes us rise
from sleep
As dawn arrives
the current that
powers the juggernaut
is what we must now
deal with
In the early morning
you can hear
soft voices
singing
Our only hope is
to escape
Later.... deep within
and without
those voices suggest
other possibilities
We must seize
upon
If we wish
to continue onwards
as living beings
on this blue orb
Copyright © Matthew Anish | Year Posted 2009
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