Wonder Drug - Poem by Oskar Hansen
Sirtuins, an enzyme I think, has the ability to rejuvenate
human cells; but it is very expensive to produce. Hence
only the elite can use it and thus live to be 500 years.
People shrink after two hundred years the fortunate
will be as tall as five years old and demand door bells
and light switched placed on the skirting board.
We, the mortal, will have to bend down as we always
have done to the powerful who are related to divinity.
Lottery in the future will not be about money but win
the right to be injected with Sirtuins. But the winners will
not join the elite, but alone face the horror of watching
family and friends get old and die out while they continue
to live in a world that is and echo of yesterdays anguish
devoid of laughter, love and newness.
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