Freddie Robinson Jr. Poet Dramatic Verse

These Poet Eyes

As the ink dries swiftly,
peer into the invisible thoughts
these poet eyes see

Blink  blink

The world is on the brink,
following dire voices
that speak darkly

Many underground secret plans
are silo hatching
No peyote ingest is required
to see the sign
of a mushroom cloud looming
And soon mutation burst opening

Nuclear rain is not a small-talk,
weather topic
most people care to discuss
at cocktail gatherings

Blink  blink

There’s plenty of mouths excess wanting,
and even more famine bellies needing
But they both pale numerically
in comparison
to the torrential violence bleeding

And the talking rear-ends say,
“Have a Balaam mule work day”
As the share-the-wealth resources
get pilfered off-shore — 
Somewhere clandestine secure

That kind of information is classified!
I’m pretty poetry sure
many have heard that line before

Blink  blink

As the white paper turns yellow,
the time of Man
is turning fiery red sunset

Apocalyptic visions
of city heaps glowing in the uranium night
Cold pocket calculations
of nuclear winter burnings, so solar bright

Goggle minds having
no sense of mass extinction urgency

Blink  blink

This be what these poet eyes see

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Robertina B. January 6, 2020 at 5:54 PM This is an absolute brilliant write, my friend.. You created an exquisite poem filled with emotion and suspense.. I really enjoyed!! A fav for me.. Many blessings to you!