Wednesday, July 15, 2020

Built to Die

There are so many natural wonders in this world
Living, breathing , fresh and lively souls
Can't help but feel some sadness
Everything we know is built to die

The Roses at the cemetery
Once flourished in a garden somewhere
Fragrant incredible Roses
We pick them only to hasten a withering death

My breakfast bowl of fruit
So sweet, colorful and so damn tasty
All nestled in their rows, their trees
We pick, pull and eat them to a pleasurable death

Photosynthesis and pollination
Science at it's very best
Nature's mind blowing processes
Who really cares enough to undestrand

We make things and we break things
Be it fruit, flowers or machines
Nothing is forever
Darwin and Capitalism are on the same page

God's gift to all of us
The life we take for granted
Life's big lottery game,
We play to win it all

Built like early Japanese circuitry
Never work and broken down
Our bodies bend , break and burst in two
Our expiration date has passed

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