Armageddon
Our heads so deeply in the sand,
we thought it wouldn’t come
And would never heed its warnings,
our denial zero-sum
The result of our inaction,
this swamp we dwell within
The wolf now shed of Grandma’s robe,
—Armageddon to begin
(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2017)
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