Extinction

 

What we have done to the world
if it could ever see
it would hung its face in shame
what noise we have hit the world with
if it had a pair of ears it’d
have the blue horrors
in the frame

stone deaf, the world cannot hear
a word of what we say
remotely blind, it can hardly see
the daily blasphemy

it’s a stage, it provides us space nevertheless
for the game to play out
with players who pop in and out
in a flame of rage for name and fame
for a moment of weakness
the screen goes up, it falls
all the characters know is to destroy, demolish
delete, disappear existence until it goes extinct.