The weather was starting to worry me, <br />The days were hot and the nights like ice, <br />The winds were gusting and hailstones <br />Were battering down on the roof, like rice. <br />Marie was listless and wandered about <br />She wouldn’t get dressed until way past noon, <br />She’d toss and turn in her sleep, and shout: <br />‘The man with the beard will be coming soon! ’ <br /> <br />I didn’t know what she had meant by that <br />I couldn’t be bothered to ask her why, <br />She said she soon had a sense of doom <br />The way of the world was passing by. <br />We stood outside on a starless night <br />And she pointed up to a cloud on high, <br />‘I saw a hand in the dawning light <br />That plucked each star from the morning sky! ’ <br /> <br />I slept but fitfully after that <br />My dreams were troubled by what she’d said, <br />They’d taken the blue from the morning sky <br />Had withered and rolled up the garden bed. <br />He’d come to ruin the countryside <br />Put all the trees in a cardboard box, <br />Took all the daisies and all the weeds <br />And ripped them out with the hollyhocks. <br /> <br />While strange marauders wandered the land <br />And one-eyed women disturbed my head, <br />They bred like rabbits and grains of sand, <br />‘We’re here to do what our masters said! ’ <br />The seas were suddenly drained and gone <br />All was that was left was a dusty plain <br />‘The earth is finished, ’ a voice then said, <br />All I could see was a Moon terrain. <br /> <br />Then lightning crackled over our heads <br />And thunder rolled like a toll of doom, <br />I lay awake in my narrow bed <br />And watched Marie, who stood in the gloom. <br />‘A new Dark Age has begun tonight, <br />He said that he’d given us all he had, <br />Would try again when the time was right, <br />But packed the Moon in his travelling bag.’ <br /> <br />21 October 2013<br /><br />David Lewis Paget<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-experiment-2/
