2514

2514
by Dan Ankers


In the year, twenty-five fourteen
Buried neath the ruins of a lost and ancient city
And Long after the two wars, of the century before, were over
As the men searched amid the ruined rubble of the old, abandoned
Structure bubbles, that people used to call home
It was discovered, some ancient manuscripts
Old books that had been sheathed in some sort of preservative skin
And as books are really rare now, the scientists were very glad how
The folks of long, long ago, had thought to do this

Word travelled somewhat slowly, these days
In fact, up until 50 years ago, some people were living in caves
That was until we found some of the old machines, and the cleverest ones among us
Assembled into teams
And we regained some of the society we'd lost
What happened here on planet earth, to make us all pay such a heavy cost?
That was the great mystery, since we'd lost most of our history
Sure, we knew about the wars, but almost nothing about what had come before
Thankfully we'd retained our basic language skills
And some technology and knowledge of such things
Had been passed down, almost tribally, for as near as we could surmise, almost
a Century

So, as you can intuit, I'm sure, the knowledge in these books, was of a sacred order
And it was leafed through, very carefully, delicately, yet voraciously, hungrily
We desired, above all, to know of our ancient ancestry
And now that human kind was relatively civil, once again
And the tribes weren't warring anymore, out of hunger or greed
To learn where we came from, was our only dire need
We were the lost children of history
And I can tell you, to be so lost
Is almost sickening

The first and greatest news we found, in those books that were so permanently bound
Was the beauty and grace of all the religions, combined
We had no idea. Their words were so sublime
So many ideas, so many schools of thought, people must have loved the stories they taught
They must have had wonderful conversations about them all day
And we did too, now that our minds had more time to stray
We figured that, like us, those human beings had seen,
That between the worlds religions, their ran a common theme
One of love and forgiveness, most fair, and yes, divine
Now we understand that word,
More fully all the time

And we lived in those words, but more importantly, the ideas that they taught
And ever more the great mystery deepened, the mystery of why they fought
And how buried neath the rubble and the ruin of civilizations past
we found something so beautiful, that it daily made us gasp

I suppose as they uncover more, maybe we'll finally understand,
how we lost ourselves to war, and what begot the fall of Man.