It is the best of times.
It is the worst of times.
Mankind is the great creator.
Mankind is the great destroyer.
Life is an adventure
and we’re losing our way.
Our eyes are dimmed and
the digital torrent flows all day.
But look! There’s a sylvan land.
What life has settled there?
I hear no sounds from here.
There must be flowers and birds
and certainly nothing to fear.
Now I see creatures in the shade
as robots amble through the glade.
We humans will join the fun -
humans, creatures, robots all as one.
We will devise new creations
and foster new civilizations.
No need to colonize space -
There will be magic here
for the whole human race.
© 2021 Larry Kilham
From your pillow through your window
you travel to your land of dreams.
Its special places only you know -
their vistas bathed in sunny gleams.
Flowers carpet the valley,
birds chirp from the trees.
From them you absorb energy
while you float in the breeze.
Now put structure in your vision
to give your life new meaning,
and you can do with what you’re given
with a joyous and prideful feeling.
(c) 2020 Larry Kilham