They Were Too Bright

 

Gone

Gone

What price sacrifice, what test passed, what good forgone?
Do we know what to choose or if we’ve travelled far enough?
Are we alone in interstellar space, do we race the setting sun?
This can’t be; the glint of unshed tears in our eyes, a bluff?
Calculated actions all designed to elicit a tender response
Manipulate feeling, pull on our heartstrings, achieve a goal
How we lap it up, like God testing Abraham, in the nonce
Such twisted, crazy love required in future, past, a sorry role
Which gives the lie to claimed omniscience and omnipotence
A god afraid, who must test faith, can never have real power
Zealots left behind to lead us all, at what egregious expense?
We cannot see the shifting sands supporting our soaring tower

What cost, lost control, no feelings killed within, held captive?
Our current blocked currently, continuously, long suppressed
Building pressure ever higher, thinner walls, pinprick restive
What disasters, foretold or unimagined might the world sweep
Life itself on the line, this no pleasure cruise, not this voyage
To demonstrate now how thin the veneer our civilizations keep
Remove it and reveal us, the snarling animals within, so savage
Hide the knives, the edges, the slightest scratch may cut too deep
Balancing on the pinnacle, we believe, know we rank best of all
Dance now, sip your drink with grace, but don’t spill it as you fall
Do you think those near the base, who have the very least to lose,
Would save you, catch you,  if they ever had the chance to choose?

If the lights go out, we stumble, no matter what we know or knew
You won’t care much when you’re the one butchered for the stew
When power grids and roads decay, how to safeguard knowledge
Vanished libraries, few written words, nor have we our bets hedged
Madness, anger breed bitterness, we may destroy who knows most?
So if you’re smart, you’ll hide your light and remember not to boast
The more intelligence we lose, kill, ignore, blacker grows the night
We might see the stars again, would we think they were too bright?
Don’t place too much faith in where we are, we’ve made such a mess
We’ve done it so well and so quickly, we probably should confess
We think so highly of ourselves, pat backs, I’m sure we never will
Just hope there’s anything at all left behind, when we at last lie still

Can any hope help us cope, to survive another decade or another year?
Must we live constantly crazy, our shadows just another cause for fear
Or must we hunt for food, take shelter to escape fear in darkness hidden
Live a time in bloody terror as we sink, settle in, surviving yet fear ridden
As we and all life does, will do, slowly we’ll start life’s cycle once again
And, in the fullness of time, we may choose to be,  to plan, to act differently
Though I think probably not, depending who survives, let’s wait and see
If none survive, we will never know, except the few who sadly linger long
Torturous deaths, plague, radiation, starvation, none sing a mourning song
No dirges, no laments, , no crying, no one to even weave our final shroud
I’d give my sanity, my live, my all, if all people would only listen out loud

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