You Will Own Nothing Not Happy

Two hundred feet above the ground,
Our lives consist of endless nothing's.
Earth is all but destroyed by our hands, 
People below scattered here & there, not wanting the life I chose.
Governments have abandoned us.
AI is our keeper.
The plan set long ago.
Promises given.
Promises taken.
Nothing to look forward to.. Only death.
Courtyard an hour a day, 
Person or AI?
Can't tell anymore?! 
Despair..
Hopelessness.. 
No thoughts allowed.
I look below,
Envy.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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Christian Avatar
February 25, 2025 at 1:12 AM
well done on your featured poem. thanks for sharing death is not the end its the doorway into to a better place Amen
Agustin Avatar
February 5, 2024 at 6:53 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
Davies  Avatar
February 4, 2024 at 8:08 PM
I really enjoyed your poem. It painted a dark & gloomy future. Love the title. I have heard the quote online, " You will own nothing & you will be happy," so I totally got the narrative. See, you're new like me. Good luck, mate. Safe writing, buddy ????
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