New Eden

They climbed out of the garbage
of what once had been civilization
of fertile life and living things.
All around them there was carnage
and they came to the realization
that love came to mean nothing.
What hath God wrought said one
but another said no this was man
because animals have more sense.
Another asked what can be done
and won't this just happen, again
but said one we were just dense.
Slowly they filtered and looked
trying to find something to save
with hopelessness and uncertainty.
There were smoking embers and books
next to a man who had gold to wave
making one snicker blur-tingly.
Ashes to ashes; dust to dust;
some crawled; some hobbled
to get out of the great mess.
We have to do what we must
or we will all get gobbled;
Sometimes there isn't fairness.