they say we’re headed for a worldwide drought

a dystopia of dissolution and decline

forests turn to desert and the streams are running dry

brings a shiny tear to the Indian’s eye



they say we might not make it to the future

we’ll be chewed up and spit out by ourselves

the oceans crest the shore and the flood is upon

oh man please can you tell me now how long



they say we probably don’t have much longer

they say we should start living for today

but that’s the same road which we took to get here

and at this point there’s nothing that i fear



they say we’re headed for a worldwide drought

fields turning to dust and cities filthy and roasting

chemicals and bacteria overwhelming shrinking waterways

famine, illness, war and malaise



they say we’re headed for a worldwide drought

but from where i’m sitting everything is fine

the sprinkler spits crystals on the morning lawn

they glisten in the sun then move on



**originally posted on my poetry blog at https://sublimeobscenities.wordpress.com/ on August 31, 2014