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Steam rises up from sidewalk grates
The sounds of the city is dense and cacophonous these days
As dark and shadows all that's seen
As the light has given way
And nature has just turned to dust
Made way for brick, glass and neon lust
Wall to wall media and advertising
Government messages prioritising
How people should live life
Driverless cars stacked end to end
And new age miniature space ships cruise in flight
Around these congested city streets
As the acid rain pours down on the people beneath
Scurrying around speaking a multitude of languages
This is the result of technology
When it's pushed without thought in the name of greed
Half of society now robotic
But people forgot even tech can be satanic
Like the old satanic mills of long ago past
That holds the death and oppression
The awakened know
Will we ever be able to regain the light?
Will we ever be able to put this right
Very little food and conspiracy theories akin too Soylent Green
This world's not big enough for you and me
The human population has spread like a cancerous disease
A virus eating it's host ravenously
Is this a future that we want to see
And technological nightmare
And stuff of bad dreams
Illuminated by a neon light scene.

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