Man-Made Mess! Poem by Nick Jordan.

The roads are dead,
The skies are clear,
The end is nigh,
Armageddon is near.
Poachers and preachers
Must unite,
Whilst all news features
Share the same sound bite,
Predictable allies,
Short sited piers,
They've been screwing us outright
For years and years,
Weapons of mass destruction
Didn't ever exist,
Now chemical weapons
Are the latest twist!
Should we believe
This web of lies?
That they seem to weave
In a cunning disguise,
Or are we all stupid
Or to thick to see?
That it's about something more lucrid 
Than humanity.
It's about oil and wealth
And greed and money,
As opposed to health or creed,
Now isn't that funny?
Who can we blame
For The propaganda?
The putrid lies and illegal slander?
When the world as we know it comes to an end?
It won't really matter,
As it's too late then!