We're nearing the end
and it's come so quick.
What else is there to do
but wait and sit?
We had plenty of time to change,
but we continued to waste our potential.
Now mother nature is done with us.
So to her, our doom is essential.
So let the violins play.
Let the trumpets sing aloud.
Humanity had several chances,
I hope we're proud.
Apr 2, 2020
Apr 2, 2020 at 11:04 AM UTC
We're nearing the end
and it's come so quick.
What else is there to do
but wait and sit?
We had plenty of time to change,
but we continued to waste our potential.
Now mother nature is done with us.
So to her, our doom is essential.
So let the violins play.
Let the trumpets sing aloud.
Humanity had several chances,
I hope we're proud.
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