Exploration/Exploitation of The Present Generation
Children are dying,
Women are hungry.
Men are at war,
Killing each other by force.
The life we have is perishing,
The world as we know it is sinking.
The strong exploit the weak,
But make it seem like exploration.
Let’s reach for the stars,
Curiosity must be sent to mars.
Lets explore the universe,
For a possibility of life.
So we build spaceships,
Costing millions of dollars.
What are our expectations,
Could that lead to our extermination?
Of what use is finding life out there,
If we can’t sustain the one we have here?
Let’s go to war,
To take the oil, land and space.
Of what benefit is war,
If it only ruins our past and scar our future?
The future is uncertain in the name of exploration,
But I’d rather refer to it as exploitation of the present generation.