THIS IS WASTELAND: FLOWING WITH MILK AND HONEY.
Look around, loosely
Carcass all over the face of us
Whereever land extends and feet can walk.
As far as the eyes can see, skeletons grace the landscape.
This is wasteland, flowing with milk and honey.
Scan the horizon, freely
Uncompleted and under-completed
Half-completed and over-completed
Abandoned and Suspended
Super structures litter our beautiful wasteland.
Everywhere you go, eyesores and heartbreaks.
Buildings growing moulds, lying in ruins.
Other land's edifices, but here
Fully equipped decomposing decays
Our own wonderful Virgin wasteland.
Celebratory Ribbons brightly tied,
Around still-born elephants conceptus
Fruitless figs full of leaves
In Full entitlement prodigal entanglements
This is wasteland, flowing with milk and honey.
Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you
The face and soul of wasteland,
Leaders with no heart, basking in ecstatic despair
Citizens with no head, lost in sorrowful joy
Giggling school of neanderthals ported to the wrong age.
Personal conscience totally numbed
The future is neither at stake nor of essence
The past had neither reckoning nor recompence
The present courts neither legacy nor posterity
This is wasteland, flowing with milk and honey.
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