Forts and fortresses,
tables and turnstiles.
We're running miles and miles
towards a goal
that we cannot see.
We're heading for eternity.
but soon it'll all just fade away,
with the dewdrops of today.
Set on winning the marathon
instead of running the race.
Applying toxic make-up to our World's face.
We're beating the ages
by cutting down more trees
We'll never make it
to eternity
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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