Chemical City

Chemical city is this place
As  they - the white-coated ones
All plastic gloves and glasses
Magnifying  reality so they can
Touch  it and feel more real -
Prise apart the building blocks and
Incise the gift with coid sieel.
We reel here in the damaged
Air and all our animals and
Children are abortions of
Human, there is no clean seed
Now.  and all things are
Rejected and jettisoned in this
Prison we have made our days.
And God said let there be
And because there was, we did
Damage it. O who is left
With a clean mouth that will
Plead for us now, and what
Have we left of worth to save?
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