Ozymandias
The king looked across the ravaged country
And heard the cries that carried on the wind
Of peoples once proud and worried only
For their Spanish villas and their French weekends.
They have lived beyond their means for half a century
Heedless of good luck and thinking it hard work
While millions famished in the Horn of Africa
Not seeing millions toiling in the Philippines.
The only question is why it took so long
For the tottering pyramid to come tumbling down
How gravity was suspended for five decades
How the party lasted onto the dreary dawn?
Look around and see the wasteland now
The soil degraded by the stuff at home
Once bought, forgotten and discarded
If we could only throw the dice again.
The sun goes down on broken buildings
With shattered glass that housed the business center
No longer needed when the crops don’t grow
Survival is the only game they know.
Son of man, don’t be sad
Just be grateful that it lasted
All good things will have an ending
Enjoy this journey while you can.
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