There is no safe place to go
on this tainted, poison globe.
We are laughing and dying
together in a sickness and its
unfulfilling breath patterns
toward a most dismal death.
Whether by gasoline thick
in the air or whatever it is
(you name it), our time truly is
corrupted by vast controlling
torture of every evil empire.
But the lipstick stain of a kiss
upon my forehead takes its
purpose, saying stay strong
all along the peaceful path
and sway to the sorry songs,
The Tremendous Toxicity
and The Terror of Tomorrow.
You present the ominous truth
You present the ominous truth and the resolve to stay strong in the "Terror of Tomorrow" with charisma and conviction. I'm encouraged that you've added your voice to the multitudes who care. A chilling and necessary wake-up call.
A very succinct warning, and
A very succinct warning, and I love the alliteration in the last two lines!
Starward