Future

I see the future,
bleak but clear,
50/50, stand clear
most die, some live
systems die, lessons relived
one stands tall,
among them all
giving orders
establishing borders
change means what?
change means this
I see the future
bleak but clear
50/50, stand clear
will you die? will you live?
I cry for mine
as the system crumbles in.


This poem is open to interpetation. I wrote it after having a dream about what would happen if some disaster struck the earth. But some see it as a current political evaluation poem. I am not very opinionated in politics... So take it as you will.