Apocalypse Now & Then

An evening with the angels

They’re all in my head

Singing so sweetly

Songs filled with dread.

What are we doing?

We’re killing the Earth!

Everyone suffering

Is what we deserve.

Some of us can fix things

Some make things worse

All I can do

Is write verse after verse…

TO BE CONTINUED

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