Small bungalows make way
For majestic skyscrapers tall
Rooftop gardens replace
Trees that invariably fall
Narrow lanes become
Roads sixty feet wide
To achieve ‘development’
Much is shovelled aside
A plot housing fifty people
Now has five hundred more
The affluent newcomers
Want all amenities in store
We lose what nature offers
Natural resources are so few
Once planet’s bounty is used
What’s left to sustain or renew?
When coal and electricity go
No appliance works any more
How many will be fit enough
To walk up to the fiftieth floor?
Fossil fuel will be exhausted
Nothing left to dig or find
Artificial intelligence will live on
No need to think or mind..
For riots to get food and water
We better practice and prepare
Begin by using only the stairs
And live on hope and thin air
