Nihilism with a Capital I
Some say with glee,Smiles out like knives how:
AI will take our jobs,
Global warming will kill us all,
The economy will keep falling,
Gas prices will keep on rising,
Wars after wars will be fought,
And there’s no hope,
No hope for anyone.
Sipping tea, smoking their cigarettes,
Barely containing the laughter
Accompanying the smoke that slips
Out the side of their mouths.
Do they not realize
They too are on the chopping board?
Poetry by Sameen
Written on 2026-06-01 at 17:13
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