Crowded, we breed abominations,
but hope to build anomalies.
Congested, we poison the abstract.
Try as we may, pleas fall abandoned.
I hold precepts unpopular.
Humanity veers to false hedonism
over the greater good.
Overpopulated, we face obliteration
of resources no longer
abundant.
The farce strips the future
away at a cost unimaginable.
Methods try to counteract the...