Time?

As the cosmos finally comes to an end
We wonder what lies ahead
What will come next
What the future if any will shed

Light on our passing thoughts
And images of doom laden pictographs
That lead to revelations
And incantations
Of previously heard epitaphs

Is it in man’s understanding?
Can we grasp the implications
Of the ramifications
Of our current life choices

Is there time to change our history
Can we rest asunder
If we change the things we do
And reverse the environmental blunder

That has lead us to destruction
To the end of civilisation?
Or will we follow the dinosaur
Into oblivion
Shall the insects inherit the Earth
Will the moths reflect on the passing of our light
As we descend into endless night?

Whist we concentrate on trivia
People die in far off lands
While we argue over football
The devil makes his plans

We extinguished the light
At the end of our tunnel
We pollute like a dirty old funnel

What chance have we got
When ignorance is the new intelligence
Where we are fed processed concoctions
Where dead animals are our succulence

The circle goes on
Round and around
If we don’t square it
Then suffering will abound

So who has the answer?
Politicians, Priests, God?
How will we know
if the questions we ask
Are wrapped in our present,
Which comes from the past

The answer is to think
Of the things we have done
Will there be a future?
Have we had a good run?

Should we trust nature
To pull us through?
Can you trust me?
Can I rely on you?

Is it better to love
Than not at all
Is it better to kill
To keep our minds small

Lets build a deterrent
That we’ll never use
We can break up those ploughshares
They are never used

Lets all live life like there’s no tomorrow
And forget the fate that struck Gomorrah

If we only have words
Then what is the use
If we don’t understand
That the cannons are loose

Should we praise God
And offer up hope?
If we promise to be good
Will he throw us a rope?

Should we pray
Or meditate?
Will it give us the answer
Before its too late?

It’s the best we can wish for
It’s now time to Act
Like the apostles
We have to face facts

We have to communicate
With our fellow man
If we don’t know tongues
We must say what we can

A fellowship is now our last hope
Working together to save the Earth
A fresh understanding of the brotherhood of (wo)man
At last acting on the virgin birth.