For a billion #poem

 

so a whole billion I will be giving
to on the edge of a river go fishing
on a beautiful day very sunny
sitting on a grassy bank calmly
.
so the smell of flowers I can breathe
which would be carried by a light wind
all that like I remember in my mind
before it’s our world was too polluted
.
by this profit growth then unbridled
due to overproduction quickly wasted
of these goods unnecessarily consumed
that of course I abused and profited
.
the rivers are now dry as an onion skin
the fish are thus dead since then
the grass and plants have burned
since the sun has always been hidden
.
even the air has become toxic to breathe
so the few survivors locked forever
in well-protected underground shelters
being our prisons to atone for our sins