The Ending Poem by Phil Soar
The Ending
No options to change things
No reasons for doubt
No mental capacity
Can work things out
When the timing means nothing
And the world just gives in
And our efforts seem wasted
Let disaster begin
No matter how complex
No Matter the cause
Our failure to act
Put destruction on pause
The inevitable ending
Will be met with dismay
And all politicians, have no hideaway
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