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Zet-Zime time compressed communication tool:
To: The people of Earth
Date: 2000 -2009
From: The Grand Sovereign of Earth
Date: 2776
Title: Grave worms manifesto
Copy: 11231

No flowers grow in this parcel of time
We have long ago drunk all their waters.
Water it was once but now more it's slime,
Sacrifice flowers for sons and daughters.

This Zet-zime I send through time and place
As our consequence dire and pending.
Our die cast from your greediness waste
Predestined the plight of our human race.
This path you cursed being its ending.

Your primitive thoughts and narrow visions
War schemes ventured to dominate others
Decisions, revisions and constant incisions
Has scared this Earth and killed our mother.

Your technical beam that now burns bright
Will soon be centered by a select few
Whose conscience ream the masses' plight 
Leaving only energy for death's firelight.
And garrote your sky to a repulsive hue

We pray this zime reaches back in time
Before all communication is severed
A warning to common, elite and prime
Grave worms inherit all you endeavored.

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