Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Aug 2019
The skies were burning
And the ground lay barren
But still, we walked.

The ice was melting
And the oceans rising,
swallowing rich and poor alike.

We walked in a slow and steady pace,
away from all facts and logic,
as if we could outrun the truth.

and as the world collapsed around us
we worshipped nature, as if she was our god,
and the present time, our church.

But it does no good to have a church of corruption,
nor to preach pretty lies to willing ears.

It does no good to deem yourself innocent,
when you’ve already been caught in the crime and sentenced to misery.

And when we finally realized
that it was time to run
time ran out and stood still
and all we could do was watch the consequences of our actions unfold.
Noah Rein
Written by
Noah Rein  20/Gender Fluid
(20/Gender Fluid)   
157
   Fawn
Please log in to view and add comments on poems