Long Sadcare Poems
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The power we now witness is only the start
An angry earth she is, her tectonic plates in depart
Seconds later they again meet with abrasive force
The reaction to the action is just a matter of course
Crustal deformation from the abyss of her deep
For she'll care not for, the thousands who will weep
Translucent displacement in furious rise
The energies are now released that will swamp victims cries
Substantial volumes gather at a tremendous rate
No care for our future or the disaster it will create
Whilst out at sea we can can't determine the size
For we will feel the anger as she forcefully applies
Sirens now sounded, on the horizon it's been sighted
Evacuation to the listening, the unheard will be blighted
As it now approaches the shore, wave shoaling compresses the wave
It's speed now slowed down, we now await what it craves
Like a silent assassin it's now ready to pounce
No prisoners it will take as it lands in thunderous trounce
Smashing and crashing as it collects in it's wake
No care for the living or it's material take
The gathering of debris amidst gas mains that erupt
Power lines and buildings feel her anger so abrupt
Losses of many are now caught up in this sadness
From she angry earth, or has she entered madness
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It is very difficult to envision
The savior
Who will he be ?
When will he come
What color will he be
Height, weight ?
What religion will he be ?
Will he be all that we hoped for
What language will he speak
Will he care who and what we are
Or where we came from will he care about money
Or will he, be a she or neither
What will he do to stop the killing
What can he possibly say that hasn’t already been said
It is very hard to fathom
Have we become so cold
Death and violence are everywhere
That is the cold hard fact, no one is immune
We are a race, running to win the race of survival
A breed, a predator with knowledge
A desperate mass with no focus
A greed driven, power hungry propelled
Adrenaline injected mass of unpredictable prime evil rage
Enveloped in a brainwashed chassis
Ironic how we measure honor, in gallons of blood
At the expense of our own, paying the bill
Unfortunately, we are at our best in the throws of rage
When we are seeking justice for wrongs done to us
If you’ve ever looked, I mean really looked at the violence
Daily !
You realize that you’ve become immune to it
Like a childhood disease
Only affected if it interrupts your life
Terminal, death……..and then the cycle begins again
Destruction's passion stimulated for revenge
Of the wrongdoings done them
Never ending self-service of eternities nocturnal rest
Whether forced or natural, it’s coming, be ready
Eric (and sometimes not)