D Generation
By: DL Phaneuf
Can poetry evolve to survive in 2021 without a sound board? Without a number from 1 to 10 on the Billboard?
Are folks too interested in what gender, race, party, creed, or color is next to claim to have been molested? What human was recently arrested? Where next to divert ourselves detested?
Distraction is definitely the main attraction and I wonder if you, me, us...we can re-rail the train to deliver us from these mundane days of disdain...?
Will "progress" fool our collective dream of stars, earth, moon, and mars; yielding a time whereby our soul's left? A time when all mass has lost heft and to other possible beings our pettiness is pure jest? At the preset rate: Our efforts upon this nest; civilizations ages from now will filter through rubble and arrive at one guess. After centuries of research they will conclude that we made a mess of a life truly blessed.
-DLP 3(3/21/2020)