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Looking Forward
Once, there were buffalo herds, then the white man came. All business money-minds; their hide market thrived and then…no buffalo. Once, the porcelain beluga, numbered in the thousands. Years of caviar-mad minds depleted the pods, to only three thousand, worldwide; then, there were nearly none. A-biotic oil hunters fracked the oceans; earth’s crust. Cracked by water and carcinogens, That have, depleted too much algae. Soon, there’ll be none. No plankton and algae, starves thousands of marine species. Look ahead, fifty to one hundred years and there’ll be no more. Once, there were colorful coral reefs, but demoniacal corporations, have destroyed them. Black sludge, Oil-seeking fools, trusting fools; have eliminated them. Now everything floods and there will be no more life. Once, there were planets, in Earth’s solar system. The great destroyer, humans; Have obliterated them all and it exists, No more. Someday, humans will obliterate themselves and then, there’ll be none left; on the brown dwarf, formerly called, “Earth”.
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