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Busted - the Human Levy

One world in a trillion
Where everything clicked
In a Goldilocks zone
Where a switch had been flicked

Busted
Perfection soon rusted
When late party crashers
Were grab it and smashers

For eons they blended
Their world complemented
Till fresh out of college 
With abundant knowledge 

Busted
I’ve loved and I have lusted
I’ve taken and I’ve given
Not much to be forgiven

I never drilled for oil
But I used a small amount
So when the man says dust to dust
I hope that doesn’t count

Busted
Some plastic, some gas and inflammable stuff
So, no use in saying it wasn’t me, Guv
When I get my call from above

I’ve had my heating high
And I’ve had my water hot
I’ve left the faucet running
When I only washed a pot

Busted
That’s me done and dusted
I shall meet my creator
Through no incinerator

The mess we make as humans
Means every man’s on trust
For every year that we spend here
The more world we can bust

Busted
I’ll soon be soil encrusted
And I’d rather like to know
That the cost of me... was low

Copyright © | Year Posted 2021




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Date: 7/26/2021 11:37:00 AM
Naught to worry as we are told, "The wheels of the gods grind slowly but exceedingly fine" so we should all be happy our gods are willing to clean up the mess ....
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Terry Flood
Date: 7/26/2021 2:08:00 PM
I sure hope they’ve got a very big broom. Thanks, Rico. Terry
Date: 7/25/2021 7:36:00 PM
So nicely-composed, Terry. You have painted quite a picture here. I enjoyed reading it. I'm assuming one of these days we'll all be "soil encrusted," and, yep, we'd like the cost to be low.
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Terry Flood
Date: 7/26/2021 2:40:00 AM
Thanks, Milt. One of those poems, that I’ve sat on, unsure of its merit. I have just changed the last line from ‘if the cost of me... was low’ to ‘That the cost of me... was low.’ Glad you enjoyed, as, if my brain wasn’t full of wide open spaces, I may never have posted it. Terry

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