Now that we stood
at the vortex
of the oblivion,
shall we reconsider
between life and death.
Are we going
to continue with
all this barrage
in the after life.
When we wake up
in the morning sun
of our night,
will there still
be peace or
will doom cover
the whole sky
with children tears.
Or are we
stuck in this
forsaken place
without a helper.
Hiding now  
in the mountains
and caves.
The vortex of
the oblivious beyond
calling out from
between the depths
of the mountains
and the seas,
while the sky,
the moon and
the stars watch.
Inbetween all of
your worries,
even the trees yearns
to be still
but the wind
will not let
the leaves to
be quiet.
Can we truly
keep out the
heat wave plunging
into the soul.
Scary as it
may seem,
entrance to
the great portal
to the vortex
is now open.
And Man will make
himself extinct by
the hands of men.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme.