The Burning Future


    I spent my night daydreaming of the actions I am yet to take


    And yet now as the chance lies before me something stays my handStolen story; please report.


    Only to look back in agony at a dream unwrought


    ''Lo behold Humanity.


    Beset. Beleaguered. Bellicose. Afraid.


    Unable to push the blade from its throat.


    Unable to let go of the handle either.


    I was born soon enough to see our doom coming


    And yet too late to avert it.


    Hope makes no sound as it dies.