The P.I.G. to the New Fade

History is a bitch
and it's only getting
worse, fellas.

We've literally been
on the same track
for almost the past
two thousand years,
once we got the Romans
and their inability
to see past the world
they had helped create
out of our way, and yet,
even though we're moving
at a faster pace than
ever before, we're still
worried that it's all
going to go away like
a flash, like it was never
really there. But
the bitch of it is,
as much as it seems
more than ever that we
haven't, we're learning
from our mistakes, oh yes,
figuring out the way to
get what we want and escape
what got us here, because
it's no longer needed.
We practice all the time,
discarding left and right,
long before we need to,
past enjoyments, past
improvements, just because
we can, because we feel
like it, or because
something else was shiny!

Green is the new shiny,
and green is also a funny
little thing all itself,
because we've convinced
ourselves that our bright
shiny future is impossible
because to reach it we've
made it impossible to get
there, because the world
won't support us anymore,
the world that lasted
for untold thousands of years
without us, we done wrecked
just like that! The kids
are the ones who will suffer!
Because some of us are
convinced they can do it
themselves, and we're
letting them, faster than
ever before, because they
like shiny, too, and they
like green, and they
will never be able to
tell the difference.

The New Fade is a funny thing,
too, because it's got something
we refuse to credit it with,
and that's legs. It's
running a marathon, and this
one actually counts. Without
understanding one bit,
we've all been training for it,
so no, we have not actually
been wasting our time.
It just looks like we have.