poor uncle sam alt-man, big brother (with a bunker), surrogate father, says we’re almost there . . . just a little further now . . . will get us close . . . head cocked; visionary or pleading eyes; hiding just a hint of serious concern. “can they actually see it?” he sometimes wonders,
“but mostly we are excited to continue . . . and believe . . . more . . . is more important now . . . to succeed . . . the world is going to want to use a LOT . . . and really be quite amazed by the next gen models coming” says poor uncle sam alt-man, big brother (with a bunker), surrogate father.




I enjoyed this poem quite a bit. It speaks to the wrong direction that the US is heading in, valuing material things and bullying over everything else, and it’s true that the Prez and his rich friends all have bunkers.