The Future Will Be Better Tomorrow

Today it’s virus scratched bats, crashed birds and boogaloos

Our doorbells smarter than us (they sing better, too)

Yet our leaders feel our pains

Ponder our prisoned pasts

Calm every zigzagging heart

And always have a plan

We don’t; with our cocained weddings

Non-sleeping gamer children

Gorgeous phones carrying all the ages’ wisdom

We can never quite afford

Our decaying jowls stuffed with fast food

Grown on pesticidal farms

Circled by seas plastered with plastic bags

Our pockets so empty

We prostitute our pets

Rent out our dreams

Our rulers fabricate a future we can already feel

Clean cities whose only crimes

3-D fictions binged from street-sized screens

Where every poufed hem makes a man beautiful

Every breath is carbon captured

And Governments do not tax

But pay their way with green factories

Building comfy electric chairs in which we lounge

Riding the wind-driven monorail to happiness

No, we can never deserve this future

All our last best parts

Must shift to software

Pulled into programs for compassionate robots

Who will always be what we are not

Free, safe, and satisfied

At our sacrifice angels clap their wings

Ageless rulers bless our memories

Compose commemorative songs without vowels

That the Earth may live