One day human beings will live
a ten thousand years or more,
and will cast themselves to the stars
on vast and fragile wings,
to live a hundred life-times
under strange and alien skies.
One day, if human beings now
will do what Diderot knew,
and strangle the last billionaire
with the entrails of the last theocrat.
17.03.2023
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