“Decimation”

And living in a Brave New World,
marching towards our barren desires,
we descend to our deepest despair.

We are nature’s creatures, the stuff of miracles,
hosts to ancient feelings of love;
squandered in dreams of utopia.

Lest we forget the smile of a child,
or the touch of a lover, content and delirious.
Forget not the tenderness of mother nature;
endless in love, relentless in grace.

Let us recall, such moments of truth,
defining our lives in whispers of passion.
And let us return to the parlour of love,
to greet our contentment.

by Matt
Caveman Power