What are you most worried about for the future?
I’m prompted by
This random choice
An algorithmic
Singing voice
Which stirs the soul
And feeds the dream
Destruction’s birth
From children’s scream
In fiery hell
We all shall die
Not biblically
Where gods deny
But billionaires
With weapons drawn
And board wiped clean
Of every pawn.
The Gonzo Wolf 
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