Dust but why Fussed

We live on this a speck of Dust.
Clinging to a precious rock's Crust
Awoke from a sleep into life Thrust
No user guide but here we are Just
Fighting anxiously seems we Must,
Unknowing who we can Trust
From Care, Fear, Rage to Lust
Until Earth's resources are Bust
Use up the last Ore gone to Rust
Why the Feck are we ALL so Fussed?

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