Rabid Poet

Rabid Poet
Rantings

Monday, July 27, 2015

There Were

Poem ... There were

There were cars
Clogging city street
Vacant buildings now
Silence the new beat

There were highways
Traveling far
Covered in weeds now
Occasional rusted car

There were planes
Thunder passing by
No more white streaks
Our writings in the sky

There were lovers
Finger tips to touch
Whispers turned to silence
Arms no longer clutch

There were deep green forests
Enriching moistened air
Now just dusty soils
No life we are aware

There were clouds and storms
Bringing life into the Day
But we have changed all that
Since we had our way

Rabid Poet
Dark Poems Rising

Thursday, July 23, 2015

Humanity's Last Show

Poem ... Humanity's last Show

Where will it go
Humanity's last show
Seeking some conscious level
Expressions no more

Writings on some wall
Saying this is all
Are there misunderstandings
Amidst voices that were tall

Truths and untruths
A scramble of unseen
The Beast lurches on
Shoutings of unclean

So where to now
What Universe unseen
As we struggle along
To appease the Machine

Monday, July 20, 2015

Spaceship Humanity

Poem ... Spaceship Humanity

We twirl on this blue-green planet
Circling a magnificent Sun
Drilling holes in this thin mantel 
On that black gold our engines run

Our exponential assertions
Pushed beyond what is real
Patting each other's backs
Expansion is our zeal

Don't like global warming?
Put some glitter in the air
Paint everything white
To show how much we care

Don't like flooded cities?
Vacate lower floors
Use boats instead of cars
Docking at the doors

We know we have solutions
Nothing for us to fear
We just keep on growing
Choosing what to hear

The engines of Spaceship Humanity
Know only one way
And this Blue-Green Planet
Says we cannot stay

From Dark Poems Rising
By Rabid Poet

To be played on Extinction Radio

Monday, July 6, 2015

Arranged Reality

Poem ... Arranged Reality

Do we know
What they show
Arranged to their needs
Parts in their show

It seems so real
Has always been
We play their game
they always win

Suppose we change
A new way to see
A new way to think
A new way to be

Who we become
A new way to be
A new person inside
An arranged reality

Saturday, July 4, 2015

Dark Poems Rising

Poem .... Dark Poems Rising

Bubbling up
From depths of despair
Dark poems surface
Filling the air

Saying those things
That must be said
Opening reality
Blocked from our head

The air getting hotter
Oceans on the rise
Our foolish emissions
Now filling the skies

Will they listen
As poems have their say
Or keep pushing forward
Toward their last day

These dark poems rising
Will touch hearts of some
And make their souls brighter
For those days to come