Enough
I sit and wonder where the line
is drawn when one say enough!,
And i could do nothing but
laugh.
Excuse me, for my untimely
sense of humour.
But Isn't there dignity in
satisfaction? ,if not, where is the
honour?
Our world consumed by supply
and demand tactics.
Its no wonder we all warmed up
drowning our guilt through
statistics.
We pretend to be so oblivious
while our world is being blown
to oblivion.
We dig so deep to find black
and shiny rocks.
We were hooked from the first
excavation like drugs.
And now intoxicated with greed
and lust.
We stumble upon each other
like beasts
we sell our green mother at the
highest prices.
For all the gadgets and inovative
neccessities.
Yet like mother and child
bonded by the cord we murder
her quickly forgetting the
symbiotic relationship.
Enough!, could we ever have
enough.?
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