#1
EXISTENCE!
The colour.
Drained from her face
when she got the news.
She had expected it..
"It happens to everyone,
Is it really my time"! She wailed.
Existence.
Meant to her, opportunity,
love, happiness, a family,
fluffy kittens, and not forgetting.
Her 'life'!
Shattered.
"It is over" she said
as she bowed her head
in retched sobs.
"I am not ready, I have too much to do"
"It has come all too soon"
Answer? .
I could not answer.
How do you comfort
someone whose life,
has just been.
Terminated at thirty!
Terri A Hateley © June 16. 1999
#2
EDEN (Existence 2)
The dome cover, glowed a cold-hearted red
and the siren's sounded of brutal warnings.
The citizens all knew what that meant!
Thirty years had reached its peak in 'Four Sector'.
Today was a day, that appeared as usual.
No celebrations would gloss this day either.
She lifted her head and wailed, "Change this accursed law."
But the silence returned to her was deafening.
Nobody would listen. Nobody cared.. Only of self, important.
Two hundred 'others' reached thirty today also,
every year sharing this day.. Dreading this era...
They joined her at the 'wall' in their home sector
It was standard procedure. No immunity, no candles.
While she and the others prayed, cursed and cried,
the executioner groaned and proceeded with duty.
At one past midnight, a part of the dome was thrown open
and they were left to inhale; they're poisonous death...
Then he tallied the group for the 'morrow's 'Five Sector'.
As the leaver released and the section closed shut
all became silent once more, within the city 'Eden'.
The twenty nine-year-old executioner, knelt and prayed...
Terri A Hateley © June 18. 1999
#3
Existence 3 ( Death Of The Executioner )
He had served his purpose
His time soon to be over
Ten years of killing behind him.
He had watched them suffer
Who was taking his place
Questions no one would answer.
His thoughts turned to his parents
Who had they been
Had he pulled the lever on them
He wondered of his son
Placed at birth in Nine Sector
Would he one day be 'executioner'
He held his wife of twenty-nine years
His partner from birth
Ten Sector their quarters.
As midnight approached
He kissed her tear stained face
In a few short minutes they would be thirty.
He closed his eyes and remembered
The stories of long ago, passed down
Of when a life held meaning..
The law was the law.
At thirty, extermination.
The only crime was age.
The City 'Eden' was a prison
Not like 'Paradise' at the beginning of time
Would the God of that time forgive his sins
The siren sounded and the dome glowed death red
The inhabitants in Ten Sector inhaled
A new executioner for the first time..prayed.
Terri A Hateley © June 20. 1999
#4
EXISTENCE 4 (The Elders of EDEN. )
There are 'elders' in the Dome City of 'Eden'
the place where death comes at thirty.
But they are never seen...
They give their orders from a tower
high above the Cities 'Sectors'.
Only their sons know of these mandates
and they pass them on to the Cyborgs.
The 'elders' are kept a secret, for
this was their demand.
If a word should be uttered that they exist.
Life means death for the informant.
The 'elders' exist into their nineties
and live the high life like kings.
Young women bare their children and
are exterminated when the infant is two.
Only male children survive of the 'elders'
No use for daughters in 'Eden'
The breading of females left to the public
but only one child per couple..
It was written somewhere of an old 'Eden'
somewhere at the beginning of time,
when rules were made to be broken
and children played and grew old.
Executioners were utilised for the wicked,
when evil overpowered a mind. But here.
The executioners role was inane. Now he
kills the innocent, guilty of no crimes...
This new assignment gave him free reign of the city
his orders coming from the Cyborgs,
to keep law and order in the 'Sectors'
and tally each day of the ages.
He suspected something amiss
when restricted from the tower.
He swears he saw someone, old...
Terri A Hateley © June 21. 1999
#5
Existence 5 (Peace In EDEN)....Final
The red glow of the dome malfunctioned.
And the thunderous droning became silent.
The Cyborgs shut down and stood dormant.
Was this the work of a God..
He was the new Executioner appointed.
Ordered to kill inhabitants at thirty.
He suspected much wrong doings,
from 'elders' he found in hiding.
His instinct then guided him solely
to the water supply for their tower..
Poisoning the water the best option.
The death of the 'elders' was swift.
Life, in the 'Sectors' found new reason.
No orders relayed for their function.
Men ,women and children, all celebrate united.
However they must remain within the Dome city.
The air outside is still poison. It's the year 3030.
And it will take another millennium to clean it.
But the people are happily counting on long lives,
sharing and watching their families grow old.
The inhabitants owe their lives to a good man.
And he was known as 'Executioner'.
There is peace for now, in 'Eden'.
And the price to keep it this way?. Is prayer!
Terri A Hateley © June 23. 1999
FOOTNOTE:
Feed back on this series is said to remind the reader
of a TV program titled 'Logan's Run'...
I would like to point out that my series of poems
is in no way related to said program.
My poems are pure fabrication on my part.
I have never seen 'Logan's Run'
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