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Enjoy the Ice Cream.. While It Lasts

Entrapped with Wires

Hands bound behind my back

Enslaved

The wires go on for miles 
 
Covering every inch of our city

Vibrating with electricity. Humming excitement 

Our happy little friend??

NO

WE

Like a dog on a short leash

Tugged by  its master

Controlled

By the flicker of light from the fillament

Are we now but  0's and 1's?

Turn it off 

Live!!

Ceaselessly the wires continue on their path of domination

They have found me here in my safe refuge

The world's  end  and innocence is due to our undoing

I am their prisoner

I shout for someone to rescue me

BUT 

 The noise of Traffic

Blocks 

The sound of my tears dripping


Honking away those little monsters

Gasoline chompers

 leaving their waste 

Which harms us

Oil from the dead

Is what fed them today

Poisoning the air

Like fish gasping on land

The Result: Dead like the oil

We'll be buried in the ground

Where

The wires are waiting to entangle our caskets

 Like it has every inch of the underground

Infrared signals

Dance across the sky

Our invisible enemies

Blistering 

Cooking flesh for human consumption

Ironic

The cancer eats us from the insides

This is a plea of a young girl seeking refuge

for something pure

Smog 

Devil's breath 

Hot 

The stench is unbearable

OH Gaseous Death

You billow from the smoke stacks

Licking  Away layers of the Ozone

Earth

The universe's ice cream

A treat that used to be sweet

But now after years of abuse 

Turned  out to sour

How long will we last?

Lets hope our ice cream won't melt fast
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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