it seems we are all doomed

... oh Mother, thy boundless beauty illuminates
us, but you're not pristine and beautiful anymore,
not even at the Planetary Poles, nor deep under the

... it seems, if you read the news, that we all are

... the rich are building underground survival
bunkers, and stock piling supplies

... bombs the size of toasters are flying high
in space, and could easily target YOU instead
of an incoming ICBM

... we are told that our supposedly safe water,
may or not be safe to drink, either because
we live too close to a dump or are otherwise
in close contact with the factories of the
collapsing military-industrial complex

... all the companies going backrupt and
leaving all the toxic waste they created,
in big piles, everywhere

... make the money and run .... I still shudder
at the events of the Bhopal disaster

... man, if I was only the king, I would be like
Prthu Maharaja

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If it is the last words I utter, let it be Hare Krishna