And lecture us on what we ought to do
With careful reasons postulating why
Our current situation will not do;
If someone were to ride a trail of fire
Into the heavens, and come down to say
That our incessant pressure to acquire
Has made the bed in which we now must lay;
If someone were to land, and to inform us
Of all the ways that we have wrecked our shit--
Attempt to redirect us, and to warn us
Of how our world is digging its own pit
I do not think we'd listen. Why would we?
There's proof already, if our eyes could see.
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