The Future of Humanity

Dinosaurs, I think, as I watch them lumber,
Oversized creatures which sit at the top
Of the food chain, and seem to be doomed
To extinction, hating each other, battling
Constantly, soon enough, starting the next
World war, and the ones who survive it
Will die shortly after, killed by the carbon
Dioxide they spew as they go on with their
Unsustainable lives. That's how things always
End on that part of the food chain. The lower
Links press on. The top isn't missed.
Something else always enters that space.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2020-11-10 at 01:29

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