Yet
It will come
Soon we hope
Things we desire
To help us cope
How far away
Or how much time to take
For us to arrive
For our goal to bake
We will be able to see
On this we can bet
It will be great
We ain't seen nuthin yet
Rabid Poet
Rantings of a Rabid Poet. Addressing issues facing humanity and all life forms. Moving toward sustainability and preservation and maybe even using technology to achieve simpler living styles.
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