For today’s prompt, I want you to answer the question, “What does the future hold?” Then, make your answer the title of your poem and write your poem. Your answer could a general idea about the future like “Robots Will Rule the World” or a more personal thing like “Veggie Pizza and Sweet Tea.” Even if it’s not in your title, I’m hopeful the future holds a lot more poeming.
I freely admit it’s a selfish thought
but I’m glad I won’t be around to suffer
as we conclude our transformation
of the world from Eden to Hades.
I’ve seen enough to know the decimated survivors
will curse their ancestors from storm shelters
underground after another scorched day coaxing crops
from poisoned soil with reclaimed water.
I leave this poem as an apology to the future,
folded in a book I hope will survive the flood.
A lot of us saw it coming and we tried, we tried,
to turn back the tide but greed prevailed.