Poetry – Where s this train going? A poem about the architects of society’s insane charge into the future.

Anthropocene Apocalypse cover

Where is this train going?

I am obsessed with the notion that the whole of our history is careering along, faster and faster, towards inevitable oblivion. There is no one at the controls. There does not appear to be anyone controlling the direction we take. The billionaires and governments are obsessed with profit and progress without looking at the impact on the future.

If there are people controlling our progress I believe they are manipulating it for their own profit and power and not in the interests of most of us or the rest of life on this planet.

The world is being run for selfish profit and greed. The intelligence applied is perverse.

There is no intrinsic need for poverty, starvation of environmental destruction. It is a product of the way we choose to organise things. There is more than enough food and wealth to go round. While some squander millions others live on rubbish dumps.

Those guiding society are roaring down the track towards a crash.

 

Where is this train going?

 

Where is this train going?

Who is at the wheel?

Careering ever faster

Striving to close a deal?

Whatever is in the way

Gets flattened to the ground.

Trees, birds and animals

Disappear without a sound.

One mad dash towards a greedy end

A selfish hit and run;

They don’t care about anything

As they get the dirty job done.

 

Opher 9.10.2015