PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

In exactly nine hours

My homemade alarm will go off

A cheap version of creativity

And annoying enough to

Drag me out

Of bed



In roughly three hours

I may or may not

Be asleep

Depending on

The strength of

My addiction



In about twenty seven hours time

I’ll be singing karaoke

Lashing out

All of life’s frustrations

Through aggressive lyrics

And unhealthy levels

Of alcohol consumption



In almost forty hours

I should be soaking up

Pollution strained sunrays

On the polluted shores

Of Eleko Beach



In less than fifty five hours

I’ll be back at work

Toiling aimlessly

Towards an immeasurable goal

Wondering why I’m here

Or why I keep

Going back



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In around three to five

Hundred thousand hours

Fossil fuels will cease to exist

And our civilization will undergo

A major transition

Perhaps catastrophic

If we haven’t made

Enough preparation



In maybe a million hours

We could have adjusted

Rectified our mistakes

Learned to live in harmony

And achieved world peace

Through mutual understanding

And created utopia



*     *     *



In perhaps three hundred trillion hours

Our sun will begin its steady decline

And run out of its burning fuel

Bloating as its desperation

Grows more intense

Engulfing all in its path

Including us



*     *     *



In eight hours and thirty two minutes

My homemade alarm will go off

A cheap version of creativity

And annoying enough to

Drag me out

Of bed