Monday, September 12, 2011

Future Existence

This government ration
Of one sardine and a sweet potato
For the entire nation
Decided by population ratio

I remember excess
Life so bright and gaudy
Material wealth measured success
Now it’s keeping spirit with body

My smooth professor’s hands
Become dirty and creased
Reclaiming poisoned lands
From the horrors we unleashed

I feel something’s right
In this simple existence
By civilization’s fading light
We are taught subsistence

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