The Last Poem Ever Written Poem by Joshua Flores

The world is ending,
we are descending into a world of pretending
a world bare of communication
into what can be perceived as damnation
The world is ending,
we are closing off the walls of our hearts,
we speak to each other without speaking
we are enjoying things without meaning
The world is ending,
Where is the real 'humanity' when
our future generations can only find love in things like vanity
oh the inhumanity
as if it gives them purpose when they have none
as if one true friend isn't the obvious choice if you compare a follower with a connection
as if REAL people and real time can't compare with a virtual like or 'fav'
OUR WORLD IS ENDING,
Some of us see it,
some of us don't
some of us just don't want to admit
that what we want
is not happiness, its fame
that our aim
isn't love or our dreams
we just want one click
of a thumb or pen
time and time again

The world is ending,
unless we fix it.