Poem...Returning?
Roulettes keep on spinning
Billionaires keep on winning
Circles within circles
Living high in the sky
Earth keeps on turning
Oceans keep on churning
Species saying their goodbye
As we keep on with our burning
It was a grand event
Several billion year extent
Producing a species
Claiming Heaven sent
There is a tearful goodbye
Heads raised to the sky
In warm air hard to breathe
Nothing left to try
The Galaxy keeps on turning
Suns keep on burning
Perhaps in some future time
Life will be returning
Rabid Poet
