we’ve been raised
in a way to just
take (take, take)
the future is Space
so they say as i seek
the outer limits i feel
this tremendous
amount of stress
as if
i’m burying
our ancestors faster
and faster. no wonder
our predecessors
used
the term
race

to divide / us
/ them /
(humans).

let’s put this in terms
you understand—
colonialism is a sin.
xtian missions,
capital machines—
both disregarding humans
as beings.
our debt-to-progress
ratio is absolutely
mind-blowing.

but who cares (right)
the fittest will prevail (fight)
we (might) systemically and
molecularly evolve with
technologies such as
synthetic chemistry, farm factory,
and industrial forestry.
all while I’m here hurting
hurled over trampled by
the overtaking, the
exploitation, intoxication
and concentration of
power (gasp).

take it. or
(breathe)
leave
it.