The Last Generation
I ponder if the last generation may already have been born
and if so who will be left, us humans for to mourn?
Will any apes carry on beyond our time
and evolve until they can record our crimes
of such wanton waste and foolish pride
that had we but observed such a reckless slide
in others we might have tried to warn
before all hope had become forlorn...
Yes, it is but my casual speculation
there may yet come a leader from some nation
who captures the wit of day dreaming men
and sets them on a rational path again.
Let's live in hope that leader will emerge soon
before the last born child yearns for the moon
to offer refuge from a scary place,
one made by a thoughtless race
for power and money and baubles which
will be worthless when dug up from a ditch
by any life that follows our time
just seeking food from among the grime...
©Rhumour
June 19th 2010
Copyright © Dave Rhumour | Year Posted 2017
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