Zero Sum Game - 2012/08/26

They are the squatters
Hunkered down in the waste
Visual evidence of reality
The gods would like to erase

Living hand to mouth
Without a future in mind
Theirs is the scary fate
That we all may one day find

They are the incompetent
Yet littered with the elite
For some fell on their own
Others were mercilessly beat

What horrid twist of fate
Daring to plot and conspire
Trying to stop deadly flames
By tossing fools into the fire

Behold this waking beast
Driven wild by its hunger
Even as it fervently devours
Sacrifices younger and younger

Scholars can only wonder
Upon what will the beast feed
When our ability to control it
Is soon overwhelmed by its need

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