Wednesday, October 1, 2025

Uninhabited


Uninhabited, like the chest 
Of a heartless leader; 
Encroached upon by surrounding vegetation, 
Which expands to break apart the structure 
Others worked so hard to build 
 And still the sky glows blue 
As if this devastation Isn’t happening, 
Matters not, 
Shouldn’t disturb us; 
Pay no attention to what’s ending 
Right before our eyes.

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