Up to Us**

The sky is a darker grey dissolution,
the rain comes more often and
is worse than usual
for this time of year.
It sets the mood
on everyone’s face, and
in the corners of the mind;
a melancholy patter-patter
that soaks through your skin
and dampens everything,
like a wet, lake shore fog.

How often have we been in this place,
the sickly sweet
rosy smelling, smoke and lies;
I have lost count.
Anyway, it doesn’t matter,
cause on the surface
all hope has been eaten
by dissolution’s embrace.
We hold so many illusions,
that somehow this can work,
that all that we need is just a tweak,
a continuation of,
what has led us here all along
just with some different paint.

I know it is wrong,
but I often think
we deserve all of these horrors  
since hardly anyone
will do what needs to be done
to end it.
Except to declare
we need more horrors.

The Earth will continue on,
no guarantee conscience life
will again exist.
Perhaps, when looking from a larger perspective,
the cosmos will be much better off
without human beings.

One way
or the other,
it is all up to us!!

Aztec Warrior/redzone 4.2.16