Deluge

The cold spikes of rain came down
Nailing the night to the city

Like a wet thick coat of tar
Rendering the spirit
Immovable

My eyes strained against the onslaught
Legs straining against
The mob mentality
Of the dark water

Technology all around
Inundated

People animals and
Most things that moved
Some not on their own
Were swept away
All without
Choice

Choice??
This was the consequence.

A war cry
By the earth
Splitting the sky above
And also
The arrogance
Of man

We know that we don’t own this earth
We owe it.

But are happy
With our delusions

Wake up.
Or sleep forever
Deluded.


Rhea