The Future.

All around me badlands.
Into these badlands death slowly seeps.
Blackbirds sing in the dead of night.
Their dirgeful songs soulfully echo all around.
White peace doves lay silently dead.
Blood flows where pure clean water once surged.
Ghostly voices cry out in pain.
Zombie faces stare into hell.
This is life now as we know it.
Mother earth now down and out.
Only one thing more i must soulfully say.
For the better i hope things on this colourful planet will change some bright loving sunny day.