The Time Has Come

The Time has Come – Rendo c. 2020

No one listened.

when death introduced himself.

We considered ourselves “safe”,

as we were repeatedly told.

No one recorded all the lives

that had already been touched

by death's hand.

The country's leaders were preoccupied

with playing golf in the sun,

and counting their money,

while death crept in amoungst us.

As we fell, gasping for air.

promises were made.

“All is well, Death will pass us by,

Some day.”, he said.

Meanwhile, doctors and their nurses,

fought for the lives of their residents.

And a few brave souls

came forward to help feed their kin.

There were others,

who came forth to support their elders,

who were living in fear,

behind their locked doors.

All the while,

Men waving flags

(many of which were paid to do so)

leaned upon their guns,

Screaming that their rights were being violated

while they spread fear amongst the public.

Woe, to our people,

Now led by fools.

“Give me liberty, or give me death!”, they cry.

But only death, this day, remains victorious,.

Who will win against this foe?

We cannot return,

to smoke filled skies and diseased cities.

The time has come,

to empty the trucks filled with our dead.

We must look up at the sky, now clear,

and demand that it stay so.

For our children and future generations.

The power to survive as a species,

Lies in the hands of mother nature.

Her Earth, she must preserve.

Even if this requires,

that we be absent from it.