End

I had a dream the world would end:
Few years off not in the morning.
And it seemed that I should mend
the problem issuing a warning.

In haste I scribbled down my notes
And hours at the whiteboard spent.
I scoured the net I read the quotes
But data’s often wrongly bent.

I had a dream the world would end:
This time many people knew.
And in the end they comprehended
there were still things we could do.

I joined the marches on the street
I wrote my letters to the press.
The common man the old elites
We blamed each other for the mess.

I had a dream the world would end:
All humankind we knew our fate.
Few ways remained to off it fend,
But it was already too late.