Lullaby of Creation
The cancer of my brain
Makes the world insane
Who am I to blame?
For the lame
Calamity that consumes this sphere
of biodiversity
A world of adversity
People grow in masses
like cancerous cells
I cannot tell
if people have become abiotic
or am I just formidably chaotic
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