Civilisation
Do you hear the wind
Rushing, the disturbing
Way it picks you up
And throws you around
Leaves you up and down
You know the way this works
Every decade or so it
Blows into a new town
Causing carnage
Proclaiming peace
Here to help you soar
But all that is left is devastation
Breaking the cycle
Seems impossible
After 10,000 years
We are unchanging
In our hubristic
Civilisation

Thoughts
Remember when you used to think that older people knew what they were doing? What happened that let you see through the curtain?
Here is a sheep for no particular reason.
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