Venus Churns Out Gold Poem by Leon Moon
Venus Churns Out Gold
I inspect every soul as if it was my own
Whether dead, living or to be born.
This has always been natural,
It's only what could've been.
I long for the day I have children.
If I get up, ask me who I am.
Respond in the only way you can.
And as venus churns out gold, we'll forget
What it ever meant to have worth.
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