We’re fooling ourselves, how else could it be
In a world full of cages we think we fly free
That no matter our station in life we have worth
That we as a species still care for this earth…
For there be some stirrings, a rumble beneath
Our love of hi-tech has mischief to bequeath
We think that the tracks to this runaway train
Are carefully laid though we chase it in vain
In our search for perfection we’ve forsaken good sense
Relying on theorem to form intelligence
It’s already too late, we have opened the box
A chaos of curses descend like a pox
In our haste to accelerate making life easy
We praise a contrivance that is piddling and measly
The beauty of nature, its wonder and magic
Reduced to facsimile contorted and tragic
Take seed that is flawless, its own universe
Now “Frankensteined” into a spore so perverse
So the day comes, and I’ve feeling it’s now
Under mauve skies, field of kidney-shaped cows
Made of concoction, a “sustainable” stew
Resembling amorphous soft curds of tofu
A field of red clover, a medley of green
A concept of life that has come from machine
Is that where we’re going? Is that what we want?
3D printed food from an aloof restaurant?
Nope not for me, I am drawing a line
Like a head-hiding ostrich, but in tall glass of wine
I rebuke and deny, go ahead, I’ll be fine
Take off in your spaceship and leave me behind!