Letter From the Unborn
GRANDMOTHER! Wake up!
Can’t you hear us crying?
We have no voice, yet we cry!
GRANDFATHER! Wake up!
Help us, we’re dying!
You have a choice, yet we die!
So goes the voice of the unborn generation…
Your corruption makes a violent disruption,
Your politicians are bullshit technicians,
Your pollution has no solution,
Your avarice is pervasive and
Your leaders are invasive!
GRANDMOTHER! Wake up!
GRANDFATHER! Wake up!
Stop your dismissive sighing!
Fascist federations,
Social degradations,
Despotic arrogations,
Wage slavery plantations,
Patriarchal castigations,
Psychopathic corporations,
Machiavellian machinations,
Oceans full of industrial defecations,
Meaningless fixations on television stations, and your
Diabolical relations in raped and pillaged nations
WILL NOT SUSTAIN THE UNBORN GENERATIONS!
Copyright © Tttt Ssss | Year Posted 2011
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