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EvilToasterElf
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The Impossible Certainty
When the fruited flies sing vegetabled lies
and the crooked hacks walk with straightened backs
and the oldest young still had chores to be done
and the weirdest freaks lost the war to the meek
When the humans are gone the world will go on
When the cross-eyed bear stops breathing the air
and the hummingbirds’ curse abandons their verse
and the clean give homage to rotting garbage
and the richest poor lose hope in the stores
When the humans are gone the world will go on
When the masses yearn for rivers to burn
and the flightless things leap off cliffs in the spring
and the coldest hobo rolls around in the snow
and the greatest books lay unread and untook
When the humans are gone the world will go on
When the wheels are squared and knuckles are bared
and famished beached whales concoct eerie tales
and the nuclear bombs weren’t launched with aplomb
and the rust corrodes all the things we have known
When the humans are gone the world will go on
When the greatest lies connect truthful ties
and the deepest oceans lay dry without motion
and the desert wastes begin soaking in haste
and the dying jungles force the cities to crumble
When the humans are gone the world will go on
When the fruited flies sing vegetabled lies
and the crooked hacks walk with straightened backs
and the oldest young still had chores to be done
and the weirdest freaks lost the war to the meek
When the humans are gone the world will go on
When the cross-eyed bear stops breathing the air
and the hummingbirds’ curse abandons their verse
and the clean give homage to rotting garbage
and the richest poor lose hope in the stores
When the humans are gone the world will go on
When the masses yearn for rivers to burn
and the flightless things leap off cliffs in the spring
and the coldest hobo rolls around in the snow
and the greatest books lay unread and untook
When the humans are gone the world will go on
When the wheels are squared and knuckles are bared
and famished beached whales concoct eerie tales
and the nuclear bombs weren’t launched with aplomb
and the rust corrodes all the things we have known
When the humans are gone the world will go on
When the greatest lies connect truthful ties
and the deepest oceans lay dry without motion
and the desert wastes begin soaking in haste
and the dying jungles force the cities to crumble
When the humans are gone the world will go on
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I was watching this show on one of the Discovery channels the other day about the Mississippi river, and all that has come out of our relentless determination to keep it flowing past New Orleans. Don't get me wrong, I love the city, but...we have stopped the creation of new land, starved off & choked other sections...the same old song repeated daily everywhere one can think of.
But the earth will take back what is hers and continue to go on.
Again, I like it. Thanks for sharing.