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One night … I thought I’d glimpsed the future, In a nightmarish scene, Where lives were sad and pointless And life was simply mean, Where people feared the future And craved the world’s past, Where people wanted answers And then these questions asked: “Where are all the insects? Where are all the birds? Where are all the fish and Where are all the herds?” Sadly, there were no answers, Sadly, there were no words …

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Date: 7/27/2020 9:51:00 AM
We are all miracles, and yes, there is an entity that created all of us. Nice one James.
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Date: 7/27/2020 9:47:00 AM
"Only when mind is in the present moment, you actually live that moment, otherwise it's a life of illusion, akin to a life not lived at all." This is exactly right! Great job.
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Date: 7/27/2020 9:37:00 AM
"watched death carry away joy"- this certainly sets the damper on hard. "killed my voice" - I can relate there. I am glad to read "I really flew" - truly a wonderful missive, Lillian. A great read.
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Date: 7/27/2020 9:32:00 AM
Ah, such longing and luxuriousness of words SS
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Date: 7/27/2020 9:28:00 AM
A future without words to me would be the worst of absurd; I cannot imagine and do not want to. But you have certainly jump started my imagination with this one Clive.
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Date: 7/28/2020 9:38:00 AM
Thank you Caren, for your comments and for sharing your thoughts. I am pleased that my poem has helped kick-start your imagination ...