22-10-2014 Oil Drums
Oil Drums – Kate Moore
A recurring nightmare:
The sound of drills and oil drums across a barren desert;
And that voice – a cry – a song from a forgotten memory.
Delphi has an oracle for you.
What are you going to do when all is said and done?
The world is in shatters.
They’re coming for the treasure you hold
(The moguls and the monopolies).
It isn’t pretty.
The black ocean sucks and sucks,
Pulling ever towards that final wave
That will stop your heart,
Soak your lungs,
Blind your vision.
Is this your oracle?
Young land far away;
Free from war, famine and disease.
Is this is not the terror
You are running from?