Sunset

  • Look, the sun is sinking, 
  • In those buildings,
  • In a concrete forest, 
  • No time to take rest.
  • Man has turned himself into a robot,
  • and bought himself his future as a liability, for his inability to co-exist, 
  • With what's endangered and what exists, 
  • in this ecosystem, 
  • for he has fucked the whole system.
This poem is about: 
Our world

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