Unless we do something about this, the consequences of our mess will destroy us.
How can anyone say
we live in poverty;
when we are so rich in negativity?
With justified nonsense as a currency,
We measure our superficial intelligence;
just like a country’s GDP,
We marvel at technological superiority,
We seek advice from advertisements,
We even embrace oxymoron-ism
like a religion,
What a show of pea-sized
For how long must we live by pessimism?
Must we betray our own senses
even when the consequences
unfolds itself before us?
I can only pray for a U-turn,
before we all fade into oblivion.
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