Yahara Journal 2021

Somewhere in the Future Jada Janneau As the angels surround our hero, And as the sky burns with two suns, She gives the world a smile, Knowing there’s nothing here to be done.

Years behind this day before us, And years behind our hero’s great plight, The world was crumbling to pieces From the weight of wealthy greed at great heights.

Sotiras tried to stop it then, With the angels by her side and the mortals on the sand, But the Plusios didn’t listen to a lord and savior Who didn’t march like a man.

As the oceans overflowed with bones and palpable fog, And the cities were crushed by overwhelming smog, The merciless gods, the Plusios, took what foliage was left And chopped it to pieces, their movements deft.

For years beyond that, they sent their remains to other mountain ranges And hoped that the people there could hide it for ages, And the Plusios blamed them for the stench and the stains.

But people like Sotiras knew all their secrets, And she wanted to stop them, no matter the treatments.

She once tried to dispose of all their expensive rubbish To the reusable mound of disposed-of items, But upon further inspection of that great recycled pile, She soon found they’ve been burning it to make an awful climate.

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