who cares

Years will pass before someone will see
years will pass and the rot would set in
the carcass of humanity that we love to carry
alongside us, to wherever we go
we drag it along
will we grow up?
will we face the truth
will we acknowledge the decadence
and do something about the filth around.
maybe we will
may be we will not
who cares
for we would be long gone

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~asto' ma sat gamaya