Everything has been getting better
Through science you say
More food, more money, the poor people are getting fatter
To more data you pray
The different narratives are fighting
And we shall be wept by its flood
The noise and lights will be blinding
And all that would be left is our blood
Everything is getting better
I conclude to retort
Just look at the weapons we have to kill each other faster
Sarcasm is a last resort
The ways we live our lives
To prevent elementary catastrophe
When the greatest one stares us back in the mirror
A mind with the power to make both,
and bring forth hell in pursuit of heaven
Little Borrowers 