Poetry Collection by
Anders Lundegård

A Lunde Garden of Eden

A TROGLODYTE'S LAMENT

Men and women dance
The night is ever young
Technologies advance
The last verse's not been sung

 

Science supposes progress
Fine tuning our clocks
Wall Street gladly announces
Its faith in all the stocks

 

 

CEOs & Bankers proclaiming
"This we can't resist"
Too na´ve to be complaining
For the hordes immense threats exist

How can we deny?
We fear this dynamite
Weeping, endless nights I cry
I lament I'm a troglodyte