Pedaling through the Anthropocene
See a private jet fly by it's obscene
Skies are filled with ashy smoke
It'll do a number to your lungs no joke
Bits of burnt up city drifting past
Hear someone dissing Cali, the guy's an a***
Pedal past traffic locked up tight
They're not escaping the fire tonight
Burnt up Teslas, Mercedes Benz
I guess this how the neighborhood ends
They pump more oil, make more gasoline
Until it's too late... end of scene.
#poem (human)
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