Poem -

egg in a frying pan

egg in a frying pan

future generations 
to you I say last 
eggs in
a frying pan 
for once you have eaten 
what have you achieved 
when the drums of war 
have fried us all 
to all of us 
in the hot oven 
burning into hell
skin first 
then the manifestation
of boils and blazing 
stupidity 
I say to you 
the future generations 
run away for humanity 
has let you down 
future generations of 
which there are non 
in this the nuclear 
winter of discontent 
discomfort and disdain 
of non existent 
no more unity
no more clarification 
no more light 
no more hope,  
no more 
no more 
Mother Earth has disintegrated 
into
living hell 
and we are all  
eggs in a frying pan 

 

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