apocalypse
inflated egos and nuclear codes...
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apocalypse
in the time when the stars fell on us
and two suns shone in the morning
and after that perpectual dusk followed
and black rain fell, sticky, smelling of metal
in the time that locusts ruled the skies
in clouds larger than bomber squadrons
and the rats and snakes fled in fear
from their burrows
and the crows flapped tired wings
resigned to surrender
in the time that boils and sores
and skin peeled off like wet parchment
and scorched lungs hungered for air
and hair dropped off like dried weeds
i look for you
in the fallen ruins
screaming your name
crawling over rubble
on bleeding limbs
as smoke & flames rise
like burning offerings to the dead
29/01/2007
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Do we still remember this song then? - Pink Floyd, Two Suns in the Sunset
© cheong lee san ( dsnake1 ) 2018
apocalypse
in the time when the stars fell on us
and two suns shone in the morning
and after that perpectual dusk followed
and black rain fell, sticky, smelling of metal
in the time that locusts ruled the skies
in clouds larger than bomber squadrons
and the rats and snakes fled in fear
from their burrows
and the crows flapped tired wings
resigned to surrender
in the time that boils and sores
and skin peeled off like wet parchment
and scorched lungs hungered for air
and hair dropped off like dried weeds
i look for you
in the fallen ruins
screaming your name
crawling over rubble
on bleeding limbs
as smoke & flames rise
like burning offerings to the dead
29/01/2007
**********
Do we still remember this song then? - Pink Floyd, Two Suns in the Sunset
© cheong lee san ( dsnake1 ) 2018
Labels: apocalypse, dreary, Earth, fantasy, landscape, mindscape, sci-fi
posted by dsnake1 at 11:39 PM
11 Comments:
This is such a chilling description of a world we don't want to see...
The physical effect of a torturous dying seems so real to me. I wish that I die in the first explosion.
Painfully well realised here - it forms part of all our nightmares, I guess. The fragility of life in the Cosmos - reminds us, for all our hubris and all the despair and suffering on several continents, just how blessed so many of us still are...
Oh the horror!!!
Thanks for sharing your first hand account Cheong Lee san
Happy Sunday
much love...
This scene is written so well I can picture it all. I hope it never happens again.
It could have been written (Still true) in 2018. well written and my comment is ...silence : (
ZQ
Missed you
I have read of the signs especially the two suns. I once saw what appeared to be two suns, I guess it was some sort of obstacle illusion.
Pink Floyd is timeless.
Wow, brilliantly graphic. The Pink Floyd song seemed almost tame by comparison. Setting the poem in past tense made it seem hideously inevitable, and the personal anguish in last verse made it all the more hopeless.
This gives me chills. Very effective imagery.
Bjorn,
yes, in this case it will be more merciful to go in the first explosion.
Scott,
ah, the fragility of life in the cosmos. if not the folly of man, then the path of a meteorite or comet, or some other catastrophe. :(
thanks for the visit.
Gillena,
oh yes, the horror!
Sherry,
yes, after the two japanese cities, and perhaps Chernobyl, we hope it never happens again.
ZQ,
i am still around. :)
Truedessa,
yes, Pink Floyd is timeless.
about the two suns, one is the actual sun, the other is the fireball from the blast.
Rosemary,
setting the poem in the past tense made it seem like it already happened, as in Hiroshima/Nagasaki.
Mary,
i am thinking too much of doom and gloom these days. :)
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