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As if the dark Queen Enola Gay

Didn’t wreak enough destruction,

And took enough lives away

Mankind is still looking for a different stage,

In which to enact it’s next terrible play

A real fucking horror that eradicates,

The while and entire human race,

And like lemmings we all run straight to the edge

Because we’ve got a penchant for being led,

Like lambs to the slaughter but we refuse to use our heads

We just drink the poison we are fed,

And sit and wait for the curtain to be raised

And sit patiently and silently obey,

While we watch the horror show

Where we watch ourselves fade away,

In a series of disasters called climate change,

Of which the majority of this is of course man made.