state of the union

Good Morning Again

Good morning again dear friends from a thankfully sunny south f.l.a.   We have electricity, but no cable or internet access at home, so I won’t be able to enjoy your posts til later, but I promise the hearts are at the ready.  Actually went old school and wrote a poem on paper last night.  It’s inspired by The Beatles “Eleanor Rigby”, and hopefully I didn’t overly “borrow” from the song.  

Love,
Mike <3

Slow Burn

Our world is on fire
And we’re just watching it burn
As the trees turn to ash
And the waters boil
We’re losing our humanity
For money and oil
What can we do
Against the heat, the bite
Does anyone know
Will our world remain
When the fires fade
Or will the fields be ash
Black and charred
And our souls will go up in smoke
Human, nevermore
We are the monsters
We are the sin
Our world is on fire
And we’re just watching it burn

-Slow Burn-
© -Michael Greywood Poetry- 2017