Spawn: Poem by Chris Leermakers

I got the feeling
that feeling, just the other day
went for a walk
couldn't hear any talk
yeah couldn't hear
the outside world talk

The light seemed dim
no shade could I see
just darkness looking
looking down on me

When I looked up
the sun,
It didn't look happy this day
still doesn't look happy today
still blinded
blinded a little
but I couldn't look away
couldn't move my eyes
just couldn't look
any other way

light just got darker
sun still doesn't look happy
and I was just distracted
yes we all were so detracted
when?
then

Our sun just turned black
now a black star,
shining,
sending a darkness
like a real, but deadly
night shade
over everyone
killing our fun and killing our sun
as we fade........many asking why?

But
we were 'too dumb to run
and too dead to die'
yeah we were 'too numb to run
and too dead to die'.

When some of us woke
the Mona Lisa's face was melted
Some still alive
many just cremated
some very elated
and some just sedated
millions crying
asking what they did
asking what we created

Now just dark light
sometimes darkness
no more dusk
yes no more dawn
but we're going to find a way
find another way
to spawn
as there's always
different ways to mourn
now is it time
to just spawn...and not ask why?