It is not the meek than shall inherit the New Earth,
But the popular and the bold.
Big Brother's hand-picked champions
Have a new place to grow old.
The people's elected ambassadors,
Sent for science, for progress, for hope.
For entertainment, for the future,
For knowledge to elope.
To start anew in a cosmic haze,
Under an electric eye's gaze.
May 11, 2013
May 11, 2013 at 5:54 PM UTC
It is not the meek than shall inherit the New Earth,
But the popular and the bold.
Big Brother's hand-picked champions
Have a new place to grow old.
The people's elected ambassadors,
Sent for science, for progress, for hope.
For entertainment, for the future,
For knowledge to elope.
To start anew in a cosmic haze,
Under an electric eye's gaze.
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