Cruelty of competition
The catastrophe of capitalism
Egos and spite
None of it calcifies
Offering no advice
To those who follow
They will have to surmise
It's hard to fossilize
That which has no spine
All the while the rest of us
Composed of bone
Can leave no record in stone
If we're ground to dust
In a world the color of rust
Whatever follows us
Will have to theorize
All the different ways
We may have died
How disappointed
They'll be when
Unearthing the truth
They will dig through
Our plastic cocoons
They will
Have to theorize
How we died
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