Civilizations proliferate then fall

Is the doom coming for us all?

Humans itch to run before they can crawl

We delude ourselves into thinking we have choices and we are free

They are coming for thee

Chopping at the root of a decaying tree

As always happens when studying ancient history

The winner tells his story, much remains a mystery

Withstanding a few hundred years

Deterioration creeping in as fallen tears

Out of barabrianism, a renaissance

One by one the petals of the rose

Shrivel and fade, all it’s plendour goes

Wearing a different face to match each atrocity

Inventing addictions within inner cities

Their petals on the world to waste

When will we learn to grow not in haste?

~DiosRaw 06/04/21

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