<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=530583" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Four Billion Years</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Four Billion Years<br>Four billion years of evolution, <br>Maybe more, <br>And we've come to this: <br>Abstractly desiring an intangible wad of green paper<br>That holds no intrinsic value—<br>Other than perhaps as a modicum of power and influence.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Four billion years—<br>And what have we accomplished? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">We've burned down the rain forest<br>To make room for cattle farms<br>That are operated by colored people<br>That aren't paid enough to eat—<br>Yes, that's right, the white man still owns slaves—<br>So that we can grow morbidly obese, <br>Grease dripping from our mouths<br>Down the folds of fat that line our chins<br>To caress the curvature of our stomachs—<br>Circumference ever expanding.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We've made our children stupid, <br>Forcing them down the assembly line<br>Of public education; teaching them<br>To become disinterested in the world around them; <br>Telling them that what they like has no value<br>To society and that their lives lack meaning<br>If they lack surplus.<br>Our kids idolize the wealthy because they have things, <br>And things—I have been told—<br>Are more important than progress.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We're making oily bonfires in the desert<br>To illuminate upon our indifferences.<br>We destroy what we are told to destroy<br>Without considering the consequences, <br>Without realizing the dialectics we avoid, <br>The logic we could accrue from listening.<br>We believe a national identity<br>Is more essential than our relationship to species, <br>Thinking that we can only gain<br>Through our taking.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Four billion years, <br>Four billion years, <br>And we are looking at the end of the world, <br>Hoping for Rapture, <br>Praying that we go to heaven, <br>Granted a second life, <br>Because we've wasted the ones we've already had—<br>And wasted the lived of others.<br>Regardless if the end is coming, <br>Why don't we make the process of dying more comfortable? <br>Why don't we put the effort into saying we're worth<br>Another four billion years.<br>God, if you exist, <br>Would you extend our warranty because we're trying? <br>He wouldn't though.<br>We're not trying—<br>Or at least not hard enough.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Four billion years of evolution, <br>And people are asking to die at the end of the year.<br>If that's how we are, <br>We deserve it.<br>Let's not deserve it.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Tim+Stensloff">Tim Stensloff</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=530583" data-title="Four Billion Years de Tim Stensloff" data-description="Four Billion Years Four billion years of evolution, Maybe more, And we've come to this: Abstractly desiring an intangible wad of green paper That holds no intrinsic value— Other than perhaps as a modicum of power and influence. Four billion ..."></div> </div> </div>

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