Dumb Brutes

The promise of decades

a braver, better world

A disposable wasteland

where one can still find

disappointment with each new wonder

Yet life still consumed with numbers

Not important without an address

No entry without the code

Flow with the current

Don’t buck the tide

My next iteration

should strive to be stupid

For dumb brutes merely walk

No cares for destination

No sense of outrage for the slaughter

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