A glimpse into the future
When our cities are full
Of flying cars
And people have numbers
Instead of names,
Will love still exist?
Won't it be lost
In the mist of doubt,
Amidst the fog of war?
When the war is over
And we have all sorts of mutations,
Will we still use
Our imagination?
A life preprogrammed
By the society,
Is it worth us
Losing the joy of variety?
