Each of us using allotted space
90 cms square
Privacy being extra rare
We jump off the raft: take our turn:
That the rest will space earn
Yet others will the pedals turn
Providing power to protect the swimmers there
With sonar for the sharks to scare
no land or rescue: no form of respite can-we earn.
Such is our plight
Yet more swimmers in our sight!!!
What to do with them is the problem
What can “US” do now?
Both question and solution.
(Of series and imagination)
Let science and the arts be those two.
Ever adding never reaching
Ever reaching to complete
One material seeking shelter
One spiritual seeking comfort
There is no other so why bother
half the one
And half the other
AI the one ?
And wealth the other ?
One to wonder
One to gather
Darwin one ?
Design the other ?
Absorbing one
Solves the ponder
Yet still the maker stays
This one
US = (humanity not territory)
Alliteration by children and grandchildren taught
Above is not neat and has no beat
And yet so far is best thought
For with that climate and the heat
“US” will have to change their home
And all one new nation must become
(Prepare for the worse or the better says Sensible)
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