The other side of Hell

The Mermaids are gone and the ocean’s laid bare;

but the seafarers today don’t seem to care.

High in skyscrapers they now ply their trade;

no longer the ocean where legends were made.

Now ships of cold steel cut through the brine

and of those who loved her, there is no sign.

On land or on water it’s all the same;

we saw and we conquered in humanities name.

As Gaia lies dying from so many harms

we race headlong into death’s waiting arms.

Helter Skelter is here and we are all blind;

on the other side of Hell what will we find.

About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.
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