Wishing the modern World
could reform divinely and gently
into a natural peace
is reaching for a great deal more
than the Moon,
since humans are not about to cease
their delusional conquests
anytime soon -

much too deeply engrossed
perfecting and expanding
computerized lines of production
to be willingly diagnosed
the most commanding
example of eco-destruction.

How typical to hear them boast
at a party conference demanding
such high motives in contradistinction
to whenever they're corrupted the most
by money and delecate handling,
without a thought of self-extinction.

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