In this age of biology
The looking and feeding
Is yet to appear,
At last the troubles are over,
Some of us consider
Some of us remark on brotherhood
Or the sisterhood of people.
Generally a sentence reappears
Housing the disaster
To be built with science.
Hoods are clothing the population
Inside and on top of their heads,
Like paupers we wish for something
Too extraordinary, and this is genius.
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