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Preserved. Such is our appellation. Yet we are naught but human. We live measured by the government, our usefulness weighed and recalculated, while years pass and maladies still gnaw at our mortal coil. They labored us for profit, not for wellness. No hands reached to heal. No walls were raised for care. Only bodies fell— many for daring to confront them, many stemming from a deficiency in salubrity. Illness has spread. One so treacherous no shield resists it. Scientists who risked their lives returned only to testify— radioactive... A sickness traced to the ash of nuclear fire, to bombs dropped on Karkhiv twenty four years ago, in 2054. I fear this generation, and our race, will soon learn the genuine significance of the denouement. And that, in the future we shall be remembered as extint.
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3d ago
Jun 2, 2026 at 1:25 PM UTC
The proliferation of malediction
Preserved. Such is our appellation. Yet we are naught but human. We live measured by the government, our usefulness weighed and recalculated, while years pass and maladies still gnaw at our mortal coil. They labored us for profit, not for wellness. No hands reached to heal. No walls were raised for care. Only bodies fell— many for daring to confront them, many stemming from a deficiency in salubrity. Illness has spread. One so treacherous no shield resists it. Scientists who risked their lives returned only to testify— radioactive... A sickness traced to the ash of nuclear fire, to bombs dropped on Karkhiv twenty four years ago, in 2054. I fear this generation, and our race, will soon learn the genuine significance of the denouement. And that, in the future we shall be remembered as extint.
I entered this in a poetry competitions but ended up not getting qualified. I was really upset
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