Poem ...To Be Or Not To Be
To be what we want
And have what we see
We fit in the crowd
With wealth soon to be
Will it last
Our place in the crowd
Or go silent
And fade like a cloud
Do our deeds
Bring on the rain?
The planet getting hotter
Life existing in pain
But looking out
Things seem OK
Life seems normal
This pleasant day
We talk to others
They see the same
Life seems good
As we play the game
There are things
We choose not to see
Moving toward extinction
To be or not to be
Dark Poems Rising
Rabid Poet
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