New Worlds

poem by: E.J. Waling
Written on Mar 07, 2026 

New world
slide.
Once in,
nothing
more,
matters.
What was,
forgotten.
Virtual
paradise.
Peace.
Harmony.
Joy.
Moving
on, one
to the
next.
Each,
joyful
oblivion.
Held
tight
virtually,
cloud
serenity.
Nothing
needed.
All provided.
Heaven
on earth.
Infinitely
so.
Endless
peace.
Endless
serenity.
Humanity’s
final resting
place.

 

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