Developing technology to chronicle our destruction
We’ve been here so long
Yet, we know so little
The more we learn
The more disappears
We watch as our tears flood our lives
Straining against our greed to live
To give
To care about the things around us
A future flooding toward us
The tools of a thousand scholars in our hands
Recording
Recording every dull moment
Every wild thing no one has ever seen
Because if there’s no proof
What is to be believed
In a post-truth society
When we are forced to believe
That we have to agree on everything
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By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
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Nicely done!
well written