Poem ... We Mutate
We push on
Through the years
With our laughter
And our tears
Toward a time
When we lost control
In our consumption
Our soul we sold
Into a time
When polutions reign
And the living adjusts
Among many insane
But up ahead
A different life
Mutations collect
Among the strife
New life forms
Take their turns
Among the wreckage
The humanity burns
But what of us
Mutation brings?
We become the Adapters
Pulling new strings
Rabid Poet
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