Human Race (Hippy Ending) - Poem by Douglas Scotney
Whatever love was
The human race
Early found its limit,
By accident or taught,
And armed itself with power,
Limitless it thought,
What it hated
By accident, thought or taught.
It wasn't long before it thought
What it was doing would mean the end of days
And went and did what Dougy did:
Embarked on a Flower Phase.
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