Last Man

narrative verse

 

 

Last man

 

I am alone, last of my race

The reign of man is nearly done

I wonder who will take our place.

I am the last and only one.

 

WE had our chance but failed the test.

Our foolish pride ensured we would

Because we thought  that we knew best

instead of living as we should.

 

We chose instead belligerence

 and Might is Right became our creed.

Despite the mounting evidence

that we wrong we paid no heed.

 

We flouted Mother Nature’s rules

Took much more than our rightful share

A race of self destructive fools

for others rights we did not care.

 

 It had to come it was bound to.

She’d reached the end of her patience

and knew exactly what to do.

So she unleashed a pestilence.

 

Against which man had no defence.

The doctors failed although they tried

they simply lacked the competence.

Each passing day more people died.

 

 I am alone last of my race

and I too soon must leave the stage.

I wonder who will take our place

 to usher in a brand new age.

 

23-May-08

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Reviews

[cmaynard]

I like the message and story behind the piece a lot, it is something that I have also been trying to write on and has come up in a few pieces I have written though not posted as of yet so can associate on that level. The choice of structure I also commend and the rhyming ends are all nicely matched I must say. The only thing that I must criticise is that the actual sentence structure seems out in a couple of the verses, i.e words are missing. [Like: that we "were" wrong, we paid no heed. & the also some commas need to be added in a few placed I think to add pause so as to keep the rhythm and flow going. This is just semantics though.]

[Dove]

Wow! That really does put things into perspective doesn't it?
A real eye opener. I wish everyone could read this and realize what is happening to the Earth.
Well done!

[Li Li]

I loved this piece. So much pollution and corrupt captured in such a true poetic way. It seems our race has become lost within itself. Mother Nature is overlooked instead of appreciated. Then, something happens where she defends her grounds. Afterwards, the people wonder why.

The Last Man fits this so well. You have characteristics within yourself that would remind one of the great men who fought battles of the ages to keep peace.

This was put together exquisitely. That is a pen of real ink you hold.

Bless.