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For Terra Mater's Survival

Smog infested heavens
Look down upon a potential armageddon;
Plains screaming tradgedy
As threatening fires blaze.

Resting painfully on a distant cliff
Are the sole remains of a past empire,
The perished populace lay silently
As a heap of embarrassed titanium.

However, topping the mound is
A brave young soul; a warrior
In a red dress.
She stands tall in any conflict
And battles with her mind:
A hieroglyph of hope.

This symbol of a future world
Stretches her tired arm,
And reaches for humanity's final weapon.

Terra Mater must be governed
By children of herself,
With structures of raw emotion;
Flesh covered skeletons
With hearts of devotion.

Any other way will see
Our Sun depart.


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  • xCandieKissesx
    August 28
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    Resting painfully on a distant cliff
    Are the sole remains of a past empire,
    The perished populace lay silently
    As a heap of embarrassed titanium.

    Very cool and unique piece indeed. I loved the ending so much because it was packed perfecly together. Great job and good luck!
  • This is a very good write. My suggestion, lowercase all the capitals except for those that start your stanza. It interrupts the flow of the poem seeing all of that uppercase. VERY well writ!


    • MichaelBe
      August 1
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      Many thanks for the comment, and yes, I understand what you mean about the capitals interrupting flow. I always do them lowercase in my more recent poems; im still learning
  • "However, topping the mound is
    A brave young soul; a warrior
    In a red dress.
    She stands tall in any conflict
    And battles with her mind:
    A hieroglyph of hope." - I LOVED this verse.

    Wonderful poem.
    -Good Luck