Before Things Fall Apart | Black Sheep Poetry

"Slow, then all at once; Lenin knew."

Black Sheep Poetry is a weekly reflection along the lonely road away from collective chaos. Standing tall in a culture pushing us to make our individuality second to the group doesn’t just require intellectual strength, but emotional fortitude.

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Before Things Fall Apart

Before things fall apart,
They shift.
Slow, then all at once;
Lenin knew 
Most people believe in chance
While few believe in 
a plan.

Many will miss the shift.
Eyes fixed on the prize,
Blinded to what creeps up from behind.
New slogans and flags distract
From why old ideas and symbols
Once held fast.

Some say they want change
But live as if tomorrow is granted.
Change comes in two speeds:
Growing grass and car crash.
When you’re chasing the latter
You’ve forgotten the former.

One day tomorrow will arrive
Looking nothing like today.
Unprepared, people will say
“How could it happen?”
Asking those who saw
To show them the shift
Before things fell apart.