Humanity’s path

Defining futures when they see none;

Humanity’s path planned on the run.

That’s all we see in this world today

and it’s always the common folk who pay.

Perhaps it’s time to find a new door

so we don’t repeat this cycle once more.

The human tide ebbs, the human tide flows;

on a path to destruction it happily goes.

Like proverbial creek and proverbial paddle;

we’re riding this horse without rein or saddle.

We need some control in this headlong race

or all that we love will be wiped from Gaia’s face.

No common sense lies in our leaders eyes;

like Nero they fiddle while humanity dies.

I don’t know the answer, I don’t know the score;

I do know I don’t want this shit anymore.

About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.
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