Poetry of the Apocalypse
The Last Days of Decadence
The oil is running out
The world we know is ending
We're having a party
In the last days of decadence
The last days of oil
It was never going to last forever
And now it's dwindling away
Our comfortable lifestyles will soon be no more
In the last days of decadence
The last days of oil
No saviour can rescue us
As our world crumbles around us
Collapsing into anarchy
In the last days of decadence
The last days of oil
Our energy is burning up
Supplies are running low
We can't sustain our mad consumption
In the last days of decadence
The last days of oil
No more strawberries from Chile
No more petrol for our cars
We must grow our own food and work our land
For the oil is running out
The world we know is ending
In the last days of decadence
The last days of oil
Paradigm
War – fighting unseen, unknowable
Relentless enemies
Natives protecting their resources and land -
Is the continuation of politics (by other means) -
Declaring war
Uneasy diplomatic negotiations
Backroom deals
Securing power bases
Ensuring trade
Is the continuation of economics (by other means) -
Corruption and bonuses,
Making a profit
Establishing goods and services
Is the continuation of energy -
Man mastering his surroundings,
Food,
Water,
Air -
The need to live
London is a Shanty Town
With shacks that line the streets
Climate refugees squabbling for space,
Clothes and scraps of food
The Gherkin is an apartment block
For squatters
Fleeing the heat of the centrelands
People barter and trade in their huts
Others gambling for a quick buck
To take their minds off the squalor
In Buckingham Palace, the Royals cower
Waiting for the Great Unwashed
To burst the floodgates
And drown them
It's Not Easy Being Green
Cars - what on earth were they?
Horse-drawn carriages are the order of the day
A nation used to TV dinners
Finds it exhausting with farming and growing
Society in transition
It's not a good position
When the oil has run out
And the air is getting hot
And I'm feeling blue
There's just too much to do
Just to get by
I'm going to die
If I don't eat
Need to grow crops or harvest meat
Need to find a way to stay healthy and clean
But it's just not easy being green
Ice in the Windows
In deepest Scotland
An ice age has set in
Where people receive their electricity
From stalling wind turbines
And faltering oil-powered generators
The people can boil a cup of tea
But not watch television
Rotting silently as ice
Gathers inside their windows
Hell has frozen over
Collapse
First the banks will fall
Their greed at last outdoing them
Then commerce fails
With no cash to back it up
And no oil to transport goods
Then the political structures fall
As a starved population
Revolts in anarchy
Then the social collapse
As the class barriers
That had separated peoples vanish
When all this happens
Our way of life,
As we know it,
Ends.
Religion Shall Return
Resources run dry
So people stop believing in life
People stop living
So religion shall return
Offering salvation
As we are punished
For our gluttony
For our sins
And God heaps His wrath
Upon us
Inflicting suffering
But offering hope
For those of us who see the Light
And follow His teachings
On how to live a better life
Suffering in this world
So we go to Heaven
When we pass from it
Living forever in a paradise
In the love of Jesus,
The love of God
Only the love of God can save us
When we fall from grace
And the fates cast us
Back to nature
People Will Survive
I don't know who
I don't know how
But people will survive
When the oil wells run dry
And chaos breaks loose
People will survive
When there is fear and murder
Xenophobia on our streets
People will survive
When our food supplies are rationed
When famine and desperation rule
Somehow, somewhere
People will survive
Groups will form
Communities will grow
People will survive
Individuals will be annihilated
No-one can stand alone
The rugged man will not survive
Our population will fall
Our numbers will be eroded
I don't know who will be deselected
But people will survive
Humans shall evolve
Adapt and endure
Somehow we'll stay alive
I don't know who
I don't know how
But people will survive
<Deleted User> (7164)
Mon 3rd Jan 2011 11:45
I got a bit lost somewhere in the middle of this because long poems rarely hold my attention.
Having said that i wanted to read so persevered and glad i did.
ps. I agree with Antonionioni in the sense of population growth getting out of hand. Thing is, the whole of the world has got out of hand and it will most likely take drastic changes to improve life generally.
Sometimes we got to strip away everything we think we need then work on keeping what we really need.
Very thought provoking Alain and raises questions to which there are no easy answers :-)