In neon shadows, a feast begins,
A mouse nibbles past, on sins of tin.
Skyscrapers loom, but it doesn't see,
Blissfully blind in a world not free.
Through alleys dark, where whispers throng,
It scurries right, where the weak turn wrong.
Crumbs of a world, fallen from grace,
In the rubble, it finds its place.
Tiny heart beats under techno glow,
Unaware of the chaos, and the suffering below.
It dines on scraps of a fallen empire,
Ignorant bliss amidst the cybernetic fire.
A microcosm in a trash-laden maze,
It lives its life in a dazed, small haze.
Around it, the world crumbles and bends,
But in its tiny universe, the feast never ends.
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26 авг 2024