It Is The End Of The World... Poem by John Tansey

'It is the end of the world...
This time it is coming'

With every new generation
comes predictions for the world's end.

As if we are all too afraid to die alone
and must take the whole world with us.

Even at the sake of our children's living in it

Like when I stood before you, Mom,
in my five year old body

As you prayed every day,

'Sweet Mary, Jesus and Joseph
Please blow up the world already'

Even now I could not understand
why you would want the world to end

while I was still on it

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