THE COMET

They say that a new comet is on it's way,
eighty seven miles wide but no need for dismay;
one that killed the dinosaurs was seven miles wide,
whatever, there will not be a single place to hide.

Perhaps it was time for a clear-out - remove,
but we will return, better when we re-evolve;  
the system was flawed with irritants lurking,
wonderful plan was spoiled and not working. 

You have time to repent, only soon nearing the sun,
nine years for you to admit indiscretions by 2031; 
but will you? Probably not bothered but some of us are,
no intelligence to be concerned by an exploding star.

It's the old story - up there or down here with pain,
let's hope evolution gets it right or: 'Oh no, not you again.'