Poem: The Last Blog

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If this were the last blog
what would I say?
How many would read
these forlorn final words?
Most would be caught up in panic,
watching their stock disappear,
their homes wash away,
or hell’s mushroom clouds
pervade the highest heaven.

If you could,
most would gather family,

maybe friends – and hold them close,
the internet only recently gone
but like a distant irrelevance now.
Yet still I am here, pen in hand,
finger on keyboard
in pathetic pretence that someone out there
might read these words

copyright Francis Barker 2019

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