STRANGE WEATHERS
'this knowledge
we think we know,
this character we think we show,
the seeds we plant
and think they've grown,
A generation flipped
from humanity to consumers,
A generation confused, the social dilemma, is it good networks or bad net?
is it the object to blame
or us?
Winds don't blow.
Not anymore,!
They pour like rain, - while rain does not pour anymore,.
it floods and flows,
while floods don't
only flow anymore,..
WE DiE
© Årjei