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Brad Jarvis @bradjarvis.bsky.social · 22/05/2025

A reminder. bradswriting.com/Poetry/YATL....

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You Are The Last

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Brad Jarvis @bradjarvis.bsky.social · 22/05/2025

Still focused on the last part of the poem: "We who are sorry will work to help you as much as possible"

You Are The Last

The world was dying before you were born

Your parents thought your life would be better than theirs

Yet their quest to meet flawed expectations doomed it

You see diminishing Nature and think it is normal

Machines around you appear alive but they are not

They are ensuring that all around them has the same fate

The sky of stars is drowned by light and can barely be found

A universe of vast importance is overshadowed by trivia

Time to feel and know is replaced by bites of recycled experience

Your lives will be much shorter than the generations before you

As the world becomes an oven awash in poison

Games you play now will not teach you how to survive it

Connection with others has lost its depth and meaning

Images of pretenders and truncated text take the place of reality

You are locked in a life of fiction with no real context for its messages

We adults failed you and the generations that will never be

You are the last to know life and the hope we are stealing from you

Some of us are sorry while others are ignorant or uncaring

To reduce your future misery you must question everything

Seek objective evidence of everything you believe and are told

Assume you are being deceived by anyone who tells you otherwise

The world is dying because many of us were also deceived

We thought the world was boundless but it is not

Hope pushed us to the limits at the expense of others and then you

Some may escape the boundaries to find they must build new ones

Most of us will stay here and try to survive within our own

We who are sorry will work to help you as much as possible

- Bradley Jarvis

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