Our City of Ember

Our City of Ember

A shot was fired at the sun
It could not burn enough to crack
The night for a new day to be born
The moon is denied food
And the orb in which we are stuck
Is stuck like bottled fluid with a cork
Shadows and their masters become inextricable
So is noonday and midnight
Life exists for existence sake
Banished from pleasure and appetite
The blind and those with sight become equals
A road cannot be told from a ditch
Nor can a man from a tree
Inhabitants of the penumbra share with reluctance
The atom-sized mass of light in them
We found comfort in hardship, contentment in distress
As we wait for the one who would take the lead
The first embryo to pierce its way out of its shell
And tell us about vast existence from which we have been blinded
By our adaptation to our own City of Ember

8 thoughts on “Our City of Ember” by Nur'ayn (new reign) (@newreign)

    1. Thanks for stopping by @topazo.

  1. kevin (@kevindkind)

    I can’t realy place it now. But obviously, ur a good poet, which makes ur work unique! Thumbs up bro

    1. @Kevindkind, thanks for reading. Placing a poem is the reader’s unique gift. It can be interpreted as whatever you deem it fit to be, such is the power of poetry.

  2. Jo (@josephoguche)

    I enjoyed reading this.

  3. Really it is wonderful bravo!

  4. Hmm….the quest for a leader out of the terrible doldrums of a corrupted and impoverished society.

    I like the apocalyptic imagery of the poem…it helps paint the gloom so vividly.

    well done.

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