No Matter
No matter what they say
I can't go their way
Storm clouds are growing
Plastic wastes are flowing
And they claim a better day
Where are we going?
Without any knowing
Keep on spending
Limits never ending
With consequenses now showing
No matter what I think
As life quality continues to sink
We make up money
They see warnings as funny
Life to be gone in a blink
Rabid Poet
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