Confluence of Catastrophe
Wildfires
in the west
Hurricanes
in the east
In the
midst of a great pandemic
The reaper
is preparing a feast
We are
walking in our sleep
Too dazed
to think ahead
We know we
should get ready
But we’d
rather play games instead
Is there
anybody out there
Who knows
what we should do?
Is there
anybody out there
Who can
help us see it through?
We are a
ship without a captain
Like a rig
without a wheel
We are
adrift in open waters
And we
don’t know what to feel
We are
waiting for a hero
To shake
us from our gloom
If we do
not soon awaken
We are
sure to meet our doom
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