forecast

[Nohbody]

Scorched earth, burnt soil, waters toxic to touch
Logics lost when stock markets and profits erupt
Plush gardens crushed. The new world orders elite
Crops mushed to the bottoms of corporate feet
8 weeks, my child struggles to breath in his sleep
Treatment to poison we shovel in the portions he eats
Medicinal weed to counter nausea, it’s exhausting to see
If your eyes can adjust to hypoxia, exhaust, and the steam
Human lives only cost what gets tossed in a stream
Cross contamination. Loss of promise and dreams
Toxin coated rain drops landing in a pond or a creek
Under my umbrella – ella - ella - Together we’ll sing
As weather patterns swing kites melting at the end of a string
Springs are like solar storms, flashes, and flares
Heal the planet. Body cast built from plastic despair
Forecast: wear a gas mask just to gasp in the air
BREATHE - Collapse in the wind - Polar caps elapsed in a year
Blank spots on a map was once a continent there
It’s constant. Ash falling against an onyx veneer
I was a factory worker. Now retired cracking open a beer
These hands pumped poison to soil for the future to fear
We disappear in dust clouds, I’m just an occupant here
Lucky.
I don’t have to face your tomorrow so my conscious is clear

E.L. -

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You use some pretty vivid reps here. The melting string on a kite stands out the brightest. This is a very deep verse about everything that we are going through that's a big fight with nature. Almost like we are trying to make our own little Cybertron with the influx of unnatural actions and parts being integral cogs in daily life. You stay in the pocket with this not really pushing the boundaries which is good because this topic can get wild and it can have a loose grip on cohesiveness. When you write like this, you come up with the most creative metaphors and sims that I ever seen. Welcome back to the revolution champ....Dope

[Emily]

Enoch this is great. I don't have a lot of time to feed but just thought id drop you a note to tell you this is a very interesting read.
I like the way you've painted pictures that come to life with every sentence telling a story of its own.
I'll come back and extend on some thoughts and paste in some favourite lines.
Good stuff.
I like it.

[Emily]

You've done well to illustrate the events of what happens when doom strikes, Enoch.

Scorched earth, burnt soil, waters toxic to touch
Logics lost when stock markets and profits erupt
Plush gardens crushed

I like the pace I have when I read your words.
There's a nice bounce to the melody and it's flow like that that keeps me interested in your work.
The rhymes mesh well with the alliteration you've got from time to time, a few scattered here and there only add to the
piece and don't take away because it's not crammed with mechanics, but you've got enough 'know how' to do a piece like
this justice without doing our head in with msg overload or with the technical side of things. I think you have just the right
balance Enoch, making this read smooth and crystal clear.

If your eyes can adjust to hypoxia, exhaust, and the steam
Human lives only cost what gets tossed in a stream
Cross contamination. Loss of promise and dreams
Toxin coated rain drops landing in a pond or a creek

Heal the planet. Body cast built from plastic despair
Forecast: wear a gas mask just to gasp in the air

I was a factory worker. Now retired cracking open a beer
These hands pumped poison to soil for the future to fear
We disappear in dust clouds, I’m just an occupant here
Lucky.
I don’t have to face your tomorrow so my conscious is clear

These are a few of my favourite quotes. Nice outro btw Enoch.
And that pic you chose kicks ass. Your words back it up beautifully.
You're an obviously talented writer Enoch and RB is richer for having you here.
I love your work.

Great Read.

Thank you.