Unfortunately
Even if the world shifted suddenly, and all its unattractive features, Garbage, Burning hydrocarbons, fascists, hunger, refugees, and oligarchs, And endless War, were wiped away, and, in their places: healthy, thriving Citizens, who, Somehow, learned to like each other, private property Erased, and excess wealth Taxed down to nothing, cleaner, cooler air and water, I would not be happier.
I'd remain depressed. That's how I am.
Poetry by Lawrence Beck
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Written on 2025-06-26 at 16:26
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