I went through the mail this morning
You know the paper kind
And lying there and moaning
was something I can’t leave behind.
’twas some fatal info
sent from the government
something ’bout the Inferno
and the end of life, my friend.
Soon to be expected is a tragedy
It’s not about where and how,
But when the end will be.
These words rang in my head
As I read the brochure:
Canned food under your bed
And bottled water in your drawer.
Batteries and flashlights
And a big hole in the ground
Where you can spend your lonely nights
When humanity lies hell bound.
Soon to be…
Buzzing bees and tall trees
Provide rich nourishment
Old people with shaking knees
Walking ’long the pavement
It all seems fine at first glimpse
But the clouds above your head
Are worrisome, which you know stems
From the text that you’ve just read.
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