Our Demise

With man gone,
Will there be hope for ape?
Will we breed
Our rueful escape.

We'll bind their hands
And turn them into sand.
With ape gone,
Will there be hope for man?



Poetry by Shaun McRoberts
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Written on 2008-03-02 at 07:10

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