Doomsday

The end is about to come So says everyone at home What about those desires, those dreams and those tasks Those not completed, those which the holy fairy asks To the people of this world Whether he be a boy or she be a girl And what of their answer, should you wonder Allow us a whole lifetime in this transient matter They said with forceful emotion We love our blurry illusion The end, in that case, shall be delayed Said our fairy so dismayed Thought she, the earthlings cared not For life, for its mundane lot They litter, they destroy, they control And they think of themselves as the great symbol Do forgive, pretty fairy, Do allow us to make merry A pledge we take on this day We shall learn to make our hay With feelings of goodness So that we shall always be blessed! And so the end came not, For the sake of Love's Lot! Love for our earth, love for humanity Love ringing the bells of purity!