You've got to love Al Gore, right? He's got a grammy, an Oscar, and a Nobel Peace Prize. Well, watch out poets, cause now he's going for Poet Laureate. I have uploaded a video of him reading his latest "apocalypse" poem. As brilliant as the poem is and as brilliantly as this grammy award-winner reads it, I still felt like it was missing something. After much deliberation, I concluded that it needed some background music just to set the right mood. Here it is. I hope you enjoy it!
APOCALYPSE
One thin September soon
A floating continent disappears
In midnight sun
Vapors rise as
Fever settles on an acid sea
Neptune's bones dissolve
Snow glides from the mountain
Ice fathers floods for a season
A hard rain comes quickly
Then dirt is parched
Kindling is placed in the forest
For the lightning's celebration
Unknown creatures
Take their leave, unmourned
Horsemen ready their stirrups
Passion seeks heroes and friends
The bell of the city
On the hill is rung
The shepherd cries
The hour of choosing has arrived
Here are your tools
