The Bones of the Earth

By: EdBowels (School of Earth and Environmental Sciences)
Competition Year: 2014
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A rich seam of tinfoil and contact lenses
Records a vain empire of greed and paper.
A thousand marks of gorging cut deep but
The bones of the Earth are made of sterner stuff.
Inscribed in dirt is a rich tale of creation
But no-one will analyse the downfall of man;
A speck of dust in a library of unread tomes.
We will not endure.
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