With these huge lenses
Peering deep into the sky
And into the dot on the table
And also breaking atoms
Think back to the days you had all you needed
Plants to eat from
Homes in the earth
Places to roam, as far as the eyes could see
Uncountable people to know and to dote upon
To what end is all this toil
And quests for riches and advancements
To the detriment of your own abode?
Will your soul ever know rest?
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