I’m all on edge today
Is it the bushfires and the haze
And the general malaise
That has hung above our head for days?
I can’t tell anymore
Is it the knowledge that the world
Is trying to rid itself of the plague
Of us humans that have outstayed
Our welcome as we crave
more and more and more?
Is it that as we argue in our sleep
The deaded earth will keep on spinning
With our corpses madly grinning
But we’ll still think that we are winning?
Self deceivers evermore
Copyright November 2019