The Day the Earth was Reborn
Smoldering fires here and there
Dotting grotesque, bare landscape scorched
Everything living and the dead
Becoming ashes useless toys
Toys of the powers here now are
Beings from another planet
Heat they can easily withstand
None on this burned land had survived
No life here until these creatures
Being dropped by great great powers
Powers that had stood by watching
Observing man destruct himself
Plan too grandiose for them, failed
Personality was their flaw
Ego building, wealth, power plays
Consumed, intelligence a waste
These puppets, mindless, insect-like
Their purpose preprogrammed when built
Procreation's luxury gone
Guided by invisible strings
Toys fueled by carbon digestion
Inorganic mechanical
Bot beings time limited joy
Awaiting next generation
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- Poem Copyright © 2017 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved
- I'm linked with Marian, at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, Tuesday Platform, http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2017/05/the-tuesday-platform_16.html
.Labels: Corny Guy, Fiction, Humor(?), Poem, Real Toads, Syllabic Form, Tuesday Platform