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Fatal Era
An era proving fatal to the U-man race
As it chose to breathe in A-trade
Instead of embracing love.
You could feel it in the air though,
But for worst always,
Clench-fisted U-men
Didn't see it coming
On time.
The stale
Dirty-eyed R
And its regulate-R's
Set up Terra
On their final stopover
Through the Milky Way.
As the initial stage of Terra-mining
Went exactly to plan,
With all souls uprooted
And stuck into the time loop,
Terra-forming could then start.
And the Invade-R's
Sucked the Earth dry
Of all its water and air,
Leaving behind a
Dried-up
Barren
Moonscape
Wasteland.Ey@el
About this piece
- Just for once, this text and graphic were both produced at the same time in an attempt to express what I had long felt and saw more clearly under the combined powerful effects of the two recent eclipses (new moon on 9th March and full moon on 23rd March) and the equinox. This is no mere sci-fi fantasy of my own, but what I feel we're truly heading to if we keep denying what our (remaining) connection to the Universe is screaming at an indepth level. This translation of my original work in French was mission impossible but I did it anyway! Although it sounds a bit awkward and certainly lacks the sublety of the original puns — such as Terre-heure (Hour-Earth) for terreur (terror), Terre-minée (mined/minefield Earth) for terminée (complete) or R-heure (Hour-R) for erreur (error) — I hope it does retain its profound meaning.
Sources
- "Desert Wasteland Premade Background" by Venomxbaby
- The R is an original creation
- Other items from various sources
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Tags: graphics, poetry, eyael
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