Future In The Past Poem by Aram Stefanian

I am totally clueless as to what to do.
Maybe I'm not too bright and have a loose screw.
Where is that maniac who'll push the evil button?
And who will reap a profit and be in tall cotton?

Could you be on a stakeout to avert a calamity?
What if God will be late in saving humanity?
After a deafening explosion what's there left?
How can you and me evade that venomous draft?

The mortal remains drowned in a raging flood.
Who is responsible for spilling innocent blood?
Do we still have enough time to defuse a ticking time bomb?
How long are the rulers gonna pretend to be numb?

Can nothing prevent us from turning into cosmic dust?
How I wish I had the ability to predict the future in the past.