Homoexitiabilis
I have fought swift currents in this abysmal struggle before
Been crushed under human excrement of both rich and poor
Defiled this garden after
cataloging your time as a planetary whore
This big ball of burning shit, life giving, life destroying, rapidly decaying ball of burning, warming, changing, ending SHIT!
I can smell it
I can taste it
I can feel it
I can hear it
I can see it
as it burns
as it burns
as it becomes our flaming coffin
Manufactured wars can’t cure overpopulation
Evolutionary mutation exasperated by man’s need for creation
I can wound it
I can heal it
I can rape it
As it burns
Solar flare cremation
this global ball of shit
has now become our urn
It’s our emptiness
that drives us
It’s our vanity
that cuts us
It’s our complacency
that dulls us
We can kill it
because it is us
Like rats on a ship destined to capsize
Frantically we search for survival beyond poisoned skies
With the desperation of a parasite whose host quickly dies
Left with no other option but to find a new swamp to colonize
Gia demands our blood for imediate expiation
Communal penance for our addiction to toxic contamination
Victims of our own manufactured demise
Our new species classification is not a big surprise
Aptly renamed; Homoexitiabilis, a galatic carcinoma preparing to metastasize
