ECONOMY Poem: An Economic Report of Genetic Editing: After a Century, by Vangel Gable

Another century of genetic engineers.

Medical industry? Deflated.
No white coats, no ICUs,
no angel investors looking for cure.
Hereditary illness—gone.
Disorders—scanned, gone,
archived in textbooks as evolutionary history.

Med schools? Once proud,
now museums of late-history bloodletting.
Agriculture thrives.
bulge with vitamins, glucose,
grains stretch through all seasons,
animals swell, heavy with edited muscle.
No more hunger.

HDI? Skyrockets,
and with it, our human span—
people live centuries, polished ages.

Climate change? Reverted.
Carbon-cleaning crops breathe for us.
The air is scrubbed.
The pests erased.
We engineered Eden back
we kept the factories open.

Biggest trouble? inequality.
Gini coefficient climbs like flames.
The rich buy intelligence, aesthetic, health,
ice-sculpted children in the womb.
Poor couples starve their savings,
not for tuition,
not for land,
but for a single shot in the clinic—
to make a child who can climb
without climbing.
No “social climbers” anymore.
Only social designers.

GDP per capita? Soars.
Not just from greater output—
but by decline.
The “given up” ones—
who refuse to pass themselves on artificially—
extinction.
The unedited cannot mate.
Population plunges,
but wealth per head blooms.

Entertainment Markets? Several collapse.
Sports? Irrelevant,
Everybody now designed to win.
Beauty? Obsolete,
everyone symmetrical.
Matchmaking? Another lost art,
upper-class couples already
engineered romance.
But all is not perfect:
Underground markets of “natural sports,”
muddy arenas,
lower and middle class bodies collide,
real-flesh bruises traded like gold.

Quotas for out next 100-year plan?
Construction, internet, human-resource—
whatever untouched by nature.

Quotas for Specialized jobs? Planned by birth.
Subsidies for the lower classes
whoever donate their children
to the nation’s blueprint.
Your next generation,
customized to fit
the industry which needs them most.

And so this report ends:
The future of humanity will continue to improve.
How it does
is nothing you can do.

–2225, by A Genetically A+ Official.