I wrote this poem thinking about how our world would be if science begins designing kids in test tubes. Then there is the ozone thing. What will humans be like if all is bad becomes true .

Years 2000-3000

Mother Earth, is damn mad now, her rain forest so beautiful and strategically placed are gone because men needed toothpicks and chairs to sit their lives on, human ballooned heads press their light-sensitive eyes against the protective plate glass of their man-made bubble empire,

The fields of corn, wheat and all the good things we love to eat are gone. The sun fatally dangerous now with little ozone layer in between, No green grass, only clay and sandyground cover remains.

No cows, milk, chickens nor eggs, only nutritious red and orange chemical capsules with added steroids to purse on, Not Russian nor USA, nor Chinese, everyone imprisoned yet saved.

Only unisex babies are born now, incapable of love or emotional thirst, Sexual preference and degree of intellect are now a matter of scientific design, those men and women who remained true are considered genetic mutants, and can be found in a new kind of zoo.

Mankind now practices levitation, and uses much more of their brain. There is no need to talk or sing, and can be described as:

Open vacuums of knowledge with Mona Lisa-smiles!!!

Two of my sculptures waiting to smile.