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Obligatory Self-Obliteration

Industrialization of the Natural

By Charles OreganoPublished 3 years ago 1 min read

Sunlight shimmers through leaves of jade

dew encompasses every blade.

Through Winter's shrill and Summer's moan

one might wonder just how they've grown.

I often ponder why we trade

such leaves of green for gold and stone.

The forest speaks and man pervades

searching for a deceitful throne.

They may find it some awful day

when the sky's black and the world's gray.

"Innovations", they seem so bleak

in the end, we'll see what we seek.

Riches unbeknownst to mankind

now it's air that we cannot find.

Through rubbled plains and cities ash

man will miss how they all once laughed.

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