Where does the trash go
Down into the depths
Or off to the shallows
We will never know
It leaves our home for the curb
But once there
Nothing more from it will be heard
It goes on journeys and quests
To strange lands
Exchanged from one hand to another
Passed from brother to brother
Over rolling mountains
Into tumbling seas
We do not care where it goes
So long as we never see
Living in blissful ignorance
That we are erasing our world
One heap at a time
Because we sleep
So long as it’s not on our mind
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