This week’s dVerse Poetics is asking us to look to the future and wax poetic on what we see there. I’m not sure if this fits the sci-fi that Bjorn would like to see, but I’m all about the dystopia, so this is what you’re getting! It’s partially inspired by the Silo series of books by Hugh Howey which I absolutely adore.
I hope you enjoy my creation – and please visit dVerse to read the other imaginings of my fellow poets!
– Isolation –
Trapped beneath the earth’s crust
We only have the myths, encased in dusty pages
Of books never read
To help us imagine what Above
We forgot to communicate
To breathe, to appreciate the wonders
Of days spent outside
In fresh clean air, with people we love –
The young went first, weakened
Lungs not developed, muscles made frail
By atmosphere choked
With acid rain, fallout from fossil
We dug deep, in souls and dirt
Racing hard, dropping the baton, running
To stand still whilst Nature
Wreaked her havoc, unleashing
Of Hell, firestorms raging
As we closed the trapdoors above
Sealing our fate –
We don’t know when we will rise, or even
…Time passes so slowly here.