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From my perch that's high above I survey the vastness that's below; The great sprawling urban “utopia” Tis a jungle with no hint of nature. I see a maze of concrete and asphalt, Neons and walls of synthetic colour. I see a great haze of smoke and dust Kicked up by them migrating hordes. Built by and for the human master, All other species are mere scavengers. Here we are supreme and defy nature Now that we are at evolutionary peak. But then I spot a strange anomaly On the roof of a derelict structure. Weeds grow roots into its fissures, Year by year they go more deeper Is this a sign, I begin to ponder, Of greater reversals yet to come, When “utopian” bubble finally bursts Under the weight of our arrogance?
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Sep 17, 2014
Sep 17, 2014 at 1:27 PM UTC
The Jungle
From my perch that's high above I survey the vastness that's below; The great sprawling urban “utopia” Tis a jungle with no hint of nature. I see a maze of concrete and asphalt, Neons and walls of synthetic colour. I see a great haze of smoke and dust Kicked up by them migrating hordes. Built by and for the human master, All other species are mere scavengers. Here we are supreme and defy nature Now that we are at evolutionary peak. But then I spot a strange anomaly On the roof of a derelict structure. Weeds grow roots into its fissures, Year by year they go more deeper Is this a sign, I begin to ponder, Of greater reversals yet to come, When “utopian” bubble finally bursts Under the weight of our arrogance?
If you don't learn from the past, you are condemned to repeat it.... like all the civilisations past.
sameer-denzi
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Sep 17, 2014
Sep 17, 2014 at 1:27 PM UTC
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