when today’s child
has grown into
tomorrow’s woman or man
what then will be left
of paradise?

what breed of future bird will sing
its crimson song in leafy bowers? and where
like herds of woolly mammoths
will the people roam? in upscale new york
under new anti-grav twin towers?

or perhaps shot out towards the stars
housed in shrapnel housing, to live marooned
on a barren moon…breathing…borrowed
…air…missing zero of the loss
of Earth our mother womb?

About Lorem Ipsum

Just some guy trying to figure out where the "on" switch is hid on the remote control—ah, forget it. Because, you know what, I'm also the kinda guy who always likes the book waaay more than the movie! View all posts by Lorem Ipsum

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