Was It Really So? Poem by maggie oke

The year is 3010
And on a far off planet our descendants are wondering about their ancestors
And was it really true that they got by without cooperating and love
Without respect and care
Was it really true that until the turning point
Nobody cared about any one except themselves?
That the world split into those who let themselves be swayed
Into being slaves of the corporations
And addicts of their products
Whilst those who survived
Had to go right back
To eating raw food,
To love, to everything as nature intended
So as to avoid the dangerous substances
Being added for profit
And toxic behaviours
Encouraged for maximum benefit
Of the ruling elite
And rule they did
For a while after our ancestors had escaped
Until their planet was blown into a gas
By the end results
Of their madness