Memes of Extinction
Twirling in my head
Visions of Comings
I totally dread
How did we get here
This ungodly place
Scenes of desolation
Now commonplace
Cities deserted
Except for a few
Living like rats
Their expectations now through
Could we have changed
Spiraling out of control
Not very likely
We lived as were told
Needing new houses
Needing new cars
Industry growth
Blocking the stars
I yearn for that silence
As we become few
And this Blue-Green Planet
Restarts anew.
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