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NO RED LIGHT DO WE SEE
What reckless joyride we humans are on,
For we know not what greets us at the end.
With brain-washed minds we need not comprehend.
So in ignorance we just speed along.
We tell ourselves all’s well so need not care,
And forget our millions - now eight thousand.
But such numbers we fail to understand.
Our faulty ways, we think, need no repair.
Now our joyride increases at a pace.
A runaway train speeding down the track.
Its brakes have failed - can’t stop and can’t go back.
At breakneck speed, we're in a crazy race.
Ahead, we now approach the last station,
Arriving at a place called ‘Extinction’.
Copyright ©
Tony Hargreaves
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