Dark Day Afternoon

Doomsday just inched a bit closer

So says the clock on the wall

Amused, nihilistic humans   

just waiting for mankind to fall!


We know the problem’s we’re facing

We know what needs to be done

We know that the weapon is loaded

but we like the taste of the gun


We’re ninety seconds from doomsday

So says that guy on the news

“It’s the end of the world as we know it”

A theme song to give us the blues


Doomsday just inched a bit closer

it nuzzles up to the fear in our head

The tick of the clock getting louder

It thickens our fear into dread


Religious to the point of destruction

Tribal to our own self-defeat

Chained to a blood-violent nature

Man and doomsday were destined to meet

Our March Towards the Gallows

Silhouettes and shadows

blurred pictures on the wall

we stumble towards the gallows

our walks turn into crawls

People start to gather

they’re screaming at the sun

hollow eyes and sunken cheeks

blinded, crippled, stunned

Cracked and hardened landscapes

fires all around

sunbaked souls

are full of holes

no water in the ground

Empty silos bellow

a sorrow fills the air

we turn to face our fellow man

and find that he’s not there

Trees that beg for water

dead branches in a field

a loss of social order

our weakened faith revealed

The warning signs were present

we looked the other way

as climate climbs

and mankind falls

what else is there to say?

Souls too weak to whisper

our words fold into prayer

the dead feed off the living

and dust becomes the air

Fearing Life

Life

A crooked path before us

 A ragged race we run

A 9-to-5 grind-to-dust

To keep pace with everyone


We take some time to breathe

A few weeks every year

Before getting back to rat racing

And being ruled by fear


Fear about finances

Fear about jobs

Fear about COVID

and Fascist-led mobs


Fear about terrorism

the Taliban and ISIS

Fear for America’s Democracy-crisis


Fear for our planet

increasingly warming

Fear of our fear

which is constantly forming


When emersed in fear

We don’t live our life

The roses and sunshine

Give way to our strife

And we just live to survive

On the edge of a knife

The Dangers in Pittsburg, The Dangers in Norway. . .

our ecosystem is raging

ferociously so

yet round and round

and round we go


stop mashing clarity

into morass

open your eyes

get off of your ass


hurricanes and heatwaves

mass flooding and drought

the science is clear

there’s no room for doubt


yet we’re still digging coal

and day-tripping on oil

it’s taking a toll

on the air and the soil

we’re shredding our forests

polluting our seas

and with chemical weeding

we’re killing off bees

Its time to stop pleading

and get off of our knees

put all your support

behind green policies


Musk in a rocket

Bezos-a-blasting

they reach for the stars

and life everlasting

a climate disaster

our earth is-a-blazing

and those who can help

are ego star gazing


the dangers in Pittsburg

the dangers in Norway

wherever we live

its outside our doorway


what world do you want

to give to your kids

a world with some hope

or one on the skids?