Who will yearn for these years
For the oil slicked seas
And the slow, hateful burn of mankind?

The sorrowful seeds
Who will flourish by dawn
Will they fervently dream
Of this era long past?

And what will we share
With tomorrow’s new travelers?
In their voyage through the lands
That we’ve carved and defamed?

Who will remain
Beyond, the ongoing haze
In the wavering blaze
Of our faithful sun ?

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