Poem -

Teetering

Teetering


Teetering.
Humanity
on the
edge.
Pace has
quickened.
Accelerating
change,
overwhelms.
Inundating
the senses.
Power
surges,
crisscrossing
the globe.
Generations
apart like
never
before.
Fractures,
tears
in the
mosaic.
Old ways,
old thinking
fading
away.
Global
presence.
Global
morphing,
unified
thought.
Differences
homogenized.
Independence
discouraged.
Nails
hammered.
Utopia.
Dystopia.
Eyes
of the
beholder.
Humanity
teetering.
Teetering
on the
edge.
The
edge
of never
the
same.

 

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The fish of the sea

The worlds a changing... enjoyed the perspective and the call to action. Very clever write from a very clever poet my friend. Your Fish fan, Max

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Tony Taylor

Wow Sir JOHN!!....this is VERY powerful and truly frightening......that the "Old Ways" are disappearing is not only sad.....but shows the stupidity of those at the reigns.......one cannot control the rapidly changing world of technology without employing some of the 'old school' insights and comprehension of the earth and the stars in the sky.......when will "WE" begin to employ the energy of human potential......it is our only hope!!......PINNED for perfection!!.....a stunning write dear poet brother......my apologies for rambling on so!!.....you just write so close to home for me......It is our paranormal potential that I have faith in!!......and you continually poke at the Bubble!! (smiles).......well done......LOVE & ROCKETS!!.......T xo   : ) 

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E.J. Waling

Thank you Tony as usual you are too kind.  JP

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