<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=410234" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A not so brave pyugh world</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">So we, the elite, are soon to pass<br>and take leave of this world.<br>Doomed by the deeds which came to pass<br>whose hell is soon to be unfurled.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We are the very victims of<br>our own efficiency.<br>The air grows fowl, we sniff and cough<br>and struggle just to see.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For all the farms attend themselves.<br>Our need for food? No more.<br>The robots even fill the shelves<br>or fetch it to our door.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We sit around and think all day, <br>'Enlightenment' we seek.<br>The working class has gone away.<br>(We culled the last, last week.) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">For what use are the peasantry<br>when toil has gone away? <br>We focus on mere pleasantry<br>and while away each day.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The low life scum did not amuse<br>nor contribute a jot.<br>How quaintly though, they formed their queues.<br>(Not knowing, for the Gallow's Knot; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But now we too will face Death's scythe<br>and join the low class number.<br>We lay here dying, lean and lythe.<br>The shitter's broke and we can't get a plumber.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Hola+Mentirosa">Hola Mentirosa</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=410234" data-title="A not so brave pyugh world de Hola Mentirosa" data-description="So we, the elite, are soon to pass and take leave of this world. Doomed by the deeds which came to pass whose hell is soon to be unfurled. We are the very victims of our own efficiency. The air grows fowl, we sniff and cough and struggle just to ..."></div> </div> </div>

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