Poem -

mountain forrest at end of time

end of the world musings

Mountain Forests
Driving through the vast forests
Of Central Oregon 
Through the wall of trees
I imagine them talking to me 

The trees are whispering 
Dark satanic rituals 
Voodoo mumble jumble
Evil chanting 

Then they speak
Loud and clear
Welcome humans
To our world 

You think you are 
The king of the world
The lords of creation
Masters of the universe?

Soon, all too soon
God and Gaia his daughter 
Will tire of you
Their latest plaything

They will discard you
Throw you down
Disgusted at the world 
You have made

You took the world 
They gave you for your pleasure 
This huge wonderful world
Filled with life 

You took a paradise 
Beautiful, bountiful
Rich and wonderful world
Turned it into a sewer dump

God and Gaia
Are not happy 
Not happy at all
With you stupid humans

They will rise up
Smite you down
And turn you 
Into dust in the cosmic wind

And we will laugh
and we will be witnesses
at your funeral
but we will not cry

No one will cry
No one will miss you
No one cares about
The fate of humanity

And so you 
Will fade away 
Into the distance past
Just dust in the cosmic wind

And the trees started laughing
And the birds and bees
And all the other animals
All joined in the manically laughter

Laughing at the prospect 
Of poetic justice 
For the enemies
Of the natural world 

And the coyotes
And the wolves 
Joined in howling
Under the light of the full moon

Thus I imagined 
Would be the end of days
The end of the world
And the end of humanity

 

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