Here is my entry for the DMS Spine Poetry Website! This poem does not have a name. I hope you like it!!
If present is sweet, future will be bitter.
If present is bitter, future will be sweet.
If paradise exists, there is no place for human.
Earth will be a paradise if there was no human.
We are sinking in the whirlpool,
but we neglect like a fool.
Getting closer to the null space,
obliterating our crimson trace.