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For Lack of Better Words
by S.J. TylerWhen all is said
And everythings forgotten
We cant see what weve lost
We dont know how we used to be
The memories have been tossed
The Golden Age of space and time
Have taken away from the simple rhyme
A period of technology,
Men, women, not girls and boys
say to hell with our old elementary toys
Attics or closets are now the stage
for trinkets that used to keep mankind engaged,
Our power has all but imploded
Past wonderment has now eroded
So hung up with looks not function
All human faults work in conjunction
The way to correct our marvelous blunder
Would be to rewind to mans first thunder
The very first time man has tried to play God
Not staying confined to his fleshy bod
We were created for this such purpose
Fighting the mother who tried to burp us
Looking to our past wont do a thing
Lets just hope we dont live to see
What catastrophe our future will surely bring
08/10/2001 Posted on 08/24/2003
Copyright © 2025 S.J. Tyler
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