Just some late night poetry to get out a few thoughts

TW: Talks about the end of the world, nuclear warfare, and is just generally depressing with a hint of nihilism. Also a bible quote at the end (the poem is not inherently religious)

I'm going to spend a bit before the poem here giving some explanation as to what the poem is about and why I wrote it. Feel free to skip to the poem.

Yes, I'm ok, I just like to write about some pretty dark topics and also its like midnight right now. Please don't comment asking if I'm ok or anything, I'm fine. 

This poem is meant to describe a sense of obligation to future generations that is so strong that you can devote your whole life to it. It talks about the possibility of nuclear warfare taking away that opportunity to improve upon the world, and just the general feeling of being overwhelmed by all that there is to fix. I guess you could also say that it dabbles in commentary about "cancel culture" and how you can do your best and still be judged by those who will say that you didn't do enough, but that was not the main message meant with this poem. In the end, I see this as more of an expression of the overwhelming feeling that comes with being part of the generation that many people seem to be counting on to "fix" things, with other generations seeming to be just passing on that job over to us, expecting us to do more than they did. 

This poem is not meant to advocate for violence or anything, just a little exploration of my feelings on the topic. Feel free to take this how you want, "the death of the author" and all, but do not use this to advocate for violence. That is literally the opposite of my intentions with posting this. 

Sorry for the long exposition, here's the poem. 

No Future to Care

If you found out that everything you ever believed in,

everything you cared about, 

everything you've fought for

and every opposition to that

Would be wiped out in an instant

How would you react?

I want to say that I'd be scared,

but I'd be lying.

There seems to be no truer freedom achievable

than being free from moral obligation.

Making the world better for those who will come after us.

There would be no truer freedom

than freedom from their judgement.

I would send my condolences to the stars.

"For dust you are,

and to dust you shall return."