Bora born

Syntrophy _

Survival of the fittest serves a never 

ending story to embed in feeble minds.
Supercilious reasoning strokes the cultured

paradym layered to feed, me too this kind

a pyramid of top down pressure to bind.



Natural selection usurped by the mob

craps over the host from the top of the tree.

No pretense found here of natural laws in

harmony with creation for all to see

only self serving psychotic wannabees.


Entropy signs off on a legacy of

consumer rights memed to brand, me too like them.

Economic growth consumes two planets to

mutta stress out to four screams the current trend
in one generation, will there be no end.



Surely the commons will wake up in time to

flipside insight to the outside looking in.

Where the zeitgeist's splendid harmonic rhyme

sings the symphony of the spheres' cyclic trend

true blue hearts of dear ones' inner most finds send.


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© 13th june 2019 _ Ian James Daniel

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