Not Far From Now
Not Far From Now
Human rights, a chime so gay,
Makes the world a fading ray.
All we need is time; time
For the end of the chime.
The world will soon cease to be,
As death drains life free of fee.
Before then, life will be gay,
Bent by human rights sway.
Before then, gay will rule,
Aided by a gentle giant ghoul.
Before then, no cry of babies;
There's no breast to squeeze.
For lack of breeding bed,
Fertile women, to Saturn fled;
Gelded men left to perversion,
Lost in a life of corruption.
The world that once survived,
When cry of death thrived
In weapons of mass destruction,
Is now dying from soft suction.
Not far from now; a hundred,
Or so. If not with care we tread,
Humans will zero in slow plod,
Smiling to death with a nod.
Clamor for human rights is gay,
While life on earth a prey.
Human rights less of humanity
Is mans' naked insanity.
© 2014
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