exploringtheparadox · March 26, 2018 · 2013, Poetry · Poem · No Comments
Cash crops
In our children’s souls
Payment to glory
Our debts they hold
To spend
What is not yet
Is theft
Theft of the future
Despair and anguish
Bedfellows to all
Awe to our arrogance
In foolhardy venture
Cashing on what has yet to pass
Charge for what is to come
To blindly blunder forward
Leads to a setting sun
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