Elena Plotkin

Geniuses Unite - Poem by Elena Plotkin

The world was facing a catastrophic end,
The leaders had stopped playing pretend.
This wasn’t just a matter of grave urgency.
This was a world-wide emergency.
Lives were at stake, and not just the masses.
This emergency affected all of the classes.
Suddenly in an act of total desperation,
A message rang out in each nation,
“Geniuses Unite. Yes, Geniuses Unite.
We need your brilliant ideas to help us out.
We need ideas that will save the world.”
And so the Geniuses heard the call and ideas swirled.
They thought and argued and pulled out their hair.
They screamed and shouted and waved fists in the air.
And then suddenly the hair-pulling and fist waving ceased.
And there was such a calm silence almost a deathly peace.
What happened had all the geniuses died?
Did they kill each other? Was it a massive suicide?
But no, they were all still alive, no one was dead.
They just all reached an agreement instead.
The leaders all patted themselves on the back.
Finally they will have a plan to counteract.
The people celebrated as hope filled their hearts.
Families came together that had been torn apart.
Tears and laughter rang out through the air.
Gone was the misery, the worry, and despair.
And all this before the Geniuses had a chance to speak.
Can you imagine the joy and happiness next week
when the spokesmen for the Geniuses shares their plan
To save the planet, the world, the animals, and all of man?
And so finally the week had passed and the spokesman appeared.
It wasn’t at the UN like many believed but somewhere else via live feed.
He said “You needed a miracle, a plan, an idea to save the world,
And so we came together from every nation and the ideas swirled,
We thought, we argued, we pulled out our hair,
We screamed, we shouted, we waved our fists in the air.
And then someone said what we all knew was true,
‘A billion geniuses can’t fix what one idiot can do.’
And we unfortunately are less than a billion and you are definitely more than one.
So sorry to have to break the bad news but we are doomed every last one.'

(c) 2013 Copyright Elena Plotkin

Topic(s) of this poem: apocalypse

Comments about Geniuses Unite by Elena Plotkin

  • Bri Edwards Bri Edwards (11/13/2015 8:36:00 PM)

    (continued from last comment, which was prematurely sent to you a minute ago in error!)

    ...own poem. interesting, but i feel you are deceiving yourself if you REALLY think people can solve a problem(s) which have their root(s) in human nature........greed, corruption, animosity, drive for self-protection/preservation,
    stupidity, etc. etc.

    yes, i'm being pessimistic. or is it REALLY that i'm being realistic. when we really NEED God (i don't happen to believe in Her) , where is She? ? at the Heavenly Hairdressers Shop? ? ?

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  • Bri Edwards Bri Edwards (11/13/2015 8:28:00 PM)

    elena, though i commented two years ago (see below) , i am blown away, so to speak, after reading this again. fantastic poem for several reasons:
    the story telling
    the humor/humour i felt at the end [though some may have cringed! ]
    the rhyming
    the flow
    the intelligence/insight into human nature

    i can't recall putting this into MyPoemList, but if i didn't, i can't figure out why i didn't. i'll do it NOW, just in case!
    and, SINCE you've offered it, i'll very gladly include it in my/our November a showcase for PH poets, Section B, on my PH site.

    i just read YOUR 7/10/2015 comment on YOUR (Report) Reply

  • Bri Edwards Bri Edwards (11/13/2015 8:11:00 PM)

    this shall go into the November 'a showcase for PH poets, Section B. on my PH site. thanks a bunch, especially since i read this and commented on it some time ago!

    bri :) (Report) Reply

  • Elena Plotkin (7/10/2015 9:20:00 AM)

    Unfortunately the troubles in Greece a just a small fraction of the mess we are all in. The problems in one country often leads to immigration into another but soon comes the realization that each country has problems and that there are no countries left to immigrate to, no country left to ask aid from and that we are all in the same sinking boat and that boat is the only world we and our children know. In my poem, I try to illustrate that our dumb mistakes or anyone else's dumb mistakes can not be fixed and that it is time for us to stop making dumb mistakes and expecting smarter people to get us out of them. It is time for us to become smarter and for our politicians to stop playing pretend. (Report) Reply

  • Mj Lemon (7/9/2015 9:32:00 PM)

    This is absolutely great work. I love the rhyme, and love the message even more. About an hour ago I was reading stories and headlines about Greece...You have, in this poem, explained what may right now be going on around the world. Brilliant poem. (Report) Reply

  • Khairul Ahsan Khairul Ahsan (10/15/2013 3:11:00 AM)

    @ Beverly Hills,
    I am afraid I am not one of your 'we'. I truly know not! (Report) Reply

  • Beverly Hills (10/10/2013 11:41:00 AM)

    We all know the idiot of whom you speaketh...only God can cure the mess. So pray my friends, that is our only hope. (Report) Reply

  • Bri Edwards Bri Edwards (10/2/2013 9:35:00 PM)

    goes to MyPoemList! thanks again. i had to have at least 20 characters, so i added from thanks..... (Report) Reply

  • Bri Edwards Bri Edwards (10/2/2013 9:33:00 PM)

    i laughed aloud at the last line or two. sorry, those of you who think that is a bad reaction. i had already guessed that the geniuses would not have a solution. well, let me correct myself! i had guessed that the geniuses would decide that the world was not worth saving. it is 'sort of' the same thing. sort of.
    some nice rhyming. thanks. and i especially enjoyed:
    ‘A billion geniuses can’t fix what one idiot can do. i guess the world must beware then, as my ex-wife called me an idiot the other day. [she WAS just kidding] :) bri (Report) Reply

  • Khairul Ahsan Khairul Ahsan (10/1/2013 7:59:00 PM)

    A wonderful poem!
    A well conceived theme, put in simple words, with good humor. Liked the last four lines:
    'And then someone said what we all knew was true,
    ‘A billion geniuses can’t fix what one idiot can do.’
    And we unfortunately are less than a billion and you are definitely more than one.
    So sorry to have to break the bad news to everyone but we are doomed every last one.' '
    Beautiful! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 1, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, July 10, 2015

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