Find an island to survive. Today a doomly poem and a selection of island photos.
“Looming extinction does not invalidate basic morality. Help others.”
-From an online forum
No man is an island
and yet in my mind
I see islands forming.
Islands of happy survivors
standing on their own two feet
turning their backs to all there is.
I see it’s not just in my mind,
it’s happening already
but these islands are offline.
I recommend that every one of us
learns of the closest island
for when the time comes.
They will not come.
You will have to go.
In response to Patrick Jennings’ Pic and a Word Challenge #196: Islands