The sky is falling down
The cave is on fire
The one’s make way for zeroes
The villains eat the heroes
It’s the end of the world
It’s the end of history
It’s the beginning of the end
It’s Armageddon, my friend
Proxy battles, concentration camps
Unscrupulous trading of arms
Who needs enemies, when you’ve got friends
Who will mutually assure our horrid ends
Our cycle of death grows
Our self interest explodes
Our sordid blindness multiplies
Our destruction we’ve deified
A new ice age is coming
An ice of 1’000 suns
A heat meets the frost
A world is entirely lost
We brought this on our own heads
We accepted fear and death
We say “Goodbye, we’ve got to go”
We pessimists will say “We told you so”
We’ve done this so many times
We’ve still not learned
We can’t save us with rhymes
We’ll leave this planet burned
We took rich folk at their word
We were surprised when they lied
We swallowed individualism
We allowed unity to die
But when we get obliterated
By our own stupid hand
Unity will be reinstated
As our ashes feed the land
When the universe
has made it’s reproach
The vermin will die away
and make room for the roach
God forbid we make a change
Depose the kings who are wholly deranged
But that would require fortitude, some testis
In a world where we solve problems with Pepsi
They call them a death cult, rank hypocrisy
They walk us into annihilation, can’t you see?
Blind gods leading the blind
Chinese finger trap, souls in a bind
We pray lip service to holy money
Ignoring the land of milk and honey
We’re all fucked, we’re totally screwed
Complicit in things we knew untrue
We fell into easy binaries
There’s only ‘them’ or ‘me’
We all evolved together
On this blue and green earth
a place we’ve accredited
very little worth
So when it comes,
that tolling bell
I’ll be dancing
and singing
“Thank God.
This place is hell”
And I won’t stop singing or dancing
Until the end, that is nigh
and when the light comes on
I’ll let out a contented sigh
As my body & soul
become a shadow on a wall
The roaches will tell their children
of humankind’s fall
And the children will say
“Why did they do this?”
“Because, my boy.
They didn’t know they were clueless.”
James Donnelly: Poet 