What Will This World be?

Oh, look. Another road has been built.

We build it without any guilt.

Our satisfaction is filled, but nature is killed.

As a creature, we tend to think about our future.

Not the world’s, but ours.

But in the end our future is held by nature.

Temperature is going over the cover.

But if you think about it, it can’t be helped.

We reproduce ourselves over and over.

Our world someday will be filled by humans. A lot of humans. Until this world can’t hold us. It will be over.

Chaos will be everywhere. We fight for food, place, and comfort.

Today we sat here, only to work, eat, sleep, shit.

If you only want to do that, just kill yourself. You can do that in the heaven.


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