In 100 years we'll all be dead
Those that count the silver
Those that count the gold
Those that count the lead

Those that attach uranium
To the high-tech warhead
Those that forge titanium
Hoping the enemy's dead

I should be grateful for Sun
Though it does not shine for me
I should be grateful for time
Even when nothing is free

Am I just so ungrateful?
Or are we abandoned by gods?
(For long had the light pollution
prevented from seeing the stars.)

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