For this may be the end of us or maybe the beginning of yet another ending, for with it comes everything that might shake up our very existence
Oh forsooth that these miraculous inventions, far-fetched innovations and avant-garde way of thinking be they blowing at me like some noxious smokestack
Of veiled deceptions and weak conceptions how I blaze through the sky in search of a new home, away from the neon lights and buzzing nights
And far, far away my journey would take me as to where utopia or sane euphoria be they existing still for humanity to at least share
For within this me this soul still yearns for peace and stability of those ruined old countries called the Past, where things are done differently
And things turned out differently but hey, who cares for at least they still know what humanity is, unlike these faceless people on the net
And so I really need to stop right here right now, lest I'd be yammering about the state of the shrinking universe and society yet again!
SAIF MINTAKA
KL
KL
2013

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