Pestilence

age of vanity
the curse of self—choking out
our humanity…
distortion of perception
the inward spiral—too strong

eroded mindset
corroded moral fibers
imploded lost world

weep society
your last hour is at hand
woe to the people
for this vile infestation
this carnivorous disease

the downfall of man
death of civilization
our world…at its end

Written by Matthew – 2015
© 2015 This Mortal Flesh

This piece was inspired by Pepperanne at Field of Thorns. She has recently done a few of these tanka/haiku hybrids and I couldn’t resist giving one a go. Please go check out Pepperanne, she is a phenomenal poet!

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