What Is Civilization? by Joe From Green Anarchy #11 I cannot define it but I know how it feels it feels like concrete on the ground, and walls all around it feels like exhaust burning in your lungs, a less obvious form of gas chambers it feels like being enclosed when once we were free it sounds like the screams of animals and the voices of scientists and CEOs who try to justify it is the wolves that are gone and the myths that remain it smells like burning gas fumes and burning flesh it looks like streams of jet exhaust across the sky instead of the white clouds and stars, and pigeons that used to fly by it's the feeling I get, when I see that Earth will soon be dead and am told that I am over reacting and forced quiet by the T.V., pills, teachers, and psychologists it is the farms of wheat, where forests of plenty once did grow I can't tell you what civilization is, not in its own language but I know it when I see it it looks like a scar on the land where trees used to stand