The way things are going
the direction we're headed
is the total destruction
of the entire planet

unless we put down
the gun pretty soon
there'll be a white
elephant in the room

It's now or never
to say live or let die
for everyone's sake
I hope we get it right

make no mistake
face the fire in the sky
It takes more than it takes
than this slow genocide

it's always a shame
to watch a civilisation die
burnt by the flames
of the fire in the sky

all the destruction
all the loss of life
to see all that modern
technology fry

but from out of the ashes
will spring new life
and a single cell
will multiply

evolution
will start again
slowly gathering
Intelligence

what monuments will be seen
by future races
what will they think about
the shape of our faces

when in the debris
they find the traces
of our ancient
civilisation

The shimmering haze
Carried me
To the crystal waters
Of an oasis spring
Surrounded by nothingness
The emptiness of
Sterile desert sands

At first I washed my feet
Then I washed  my hands

I placed my eyes
In the mouth
Of an emerald green frog
I rested my mind
On a plumped up clump
Of bushy green moss

I detached my tongue
And used it like a sponge
To clean the dirt
From my sodden ears
While it whispered
To me
Softly
All my forgotten fears

I extracted my brain
Through my nose
And flushed  my skull
With a convenient hose

I took off my head
And lay it on a bed
Of freshly gathered
Lilly-pads
Pulled out my spine
Hung it on a vine
That was currently
Bearing fruits Devine

I emptied the rest
Of my bodies contents
Into the crystal
Waters of the spring
And through my eyes
Held within
A frogs mouth
I watched them swim

My soul relaxed
Sun-baking
In a spiritual collage
They found my bones
Sun bleached clean
It was all just a mirage