Careless Love
This day the morning has not spoken
Cradled in earthly arms life remains still,
The great peace the east promised broken
After the raging fire an ice age chill,
The sky a blanket of radiation
Beyond logic a universal kill.
God looks down upon his creation,
History briefs many warnings of war
While a search in vain for mediation,
No one left to pray pass on cultural lore
This the perfect place for evolution
Yet there were idiots that knew the score.
God moves on this world without solution
Rampant intelligence a gift no more
Only species with no agenda no pollution
Will inherit the new era and spore.
© Harry J Horsman 2022
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