by Nick Gisburne
Forget it. Let this poisoned planet die
The one thing we will never do is change
A weakness we continue to deny
Indifference too blatant to be strange
Though fractures in our fate should drive us on
We settle for the least that we can do
But when the chance to fix our flaws is gone
The world will soon forget us, and renew
For momentary tenants of a rock
Which does not care what idiots we are
Extinction is a second on the clock
A moment in the story of a star
Whatever takes our place, no matter when
Will surely make the same mistakes again
