What will we do
When we have cured everything?
No aids, no cancer, no pandemics, no war
Apathy is constant
As the pulse of this magnitude
This resolution of nothing
This barren earth
Nature exists without us
We’re only a glimpse in time
Worlds collapse, empires dissolve
Resolve and amputate
The insufficient answers are many
Solutions are few
Completion in dead eyes
Withering entities
A dead planet
Nature exists without us
We’re only a glimpse in time
This barren earth is gone
This barren earth is done
Another world is no option
We dwell as we fail to succeed
This is the manifesto
Rather a testament of a failing
Future generation absolved into nothing
Death is the truth that lies to us all
Religious afterlife is an extension
Of our egocentric world picture

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