I had a vision of the future in a brisk
Night sweat, so contrastingly cold was
The world where men weighed the
Worth of green scraps before the health
Of a man. Strange figures on screens
Controlled vast nations and nothing was
Left for what came out of the earth.
Half empty boxes stretched straight for
The sky while what was regarded as
Ants moved ten times their weight so
A few drunken queens are sure they get paid.
What made so many unaware of their state?
They showed me a sign with a picture of fear
And I closed my eyes and prayed I would wake.
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