Final Show

Doomsday preaching

Final Show:

Lord Kelvin’s scale enforced forethought

presented ample time for warning-

but our headstrong ways know what is best

so we split hairs and stall for the rest.

Max Diluvian completely failed

the final boat has already sailed  

as melting ice caps expose the past

and rising tides turn chances to last.   

Future forecast is engulfing fire

as if death by plastic won’t suffice

with smelly sulfurous landfill’s stink

for reasonable ways to expire. 

What’s present seems not good enough

so consume consume as on we go

just to possess all the latest stuff

riding the fence in the final show.

Reviews

[Lorry]

Yes, we shall all keep consuming until we choke on it. It's nor when we extinct ourselves any more, but what will kill us all first.