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The Way it will be in the End
By: C. McGuire

Since the Industrial Revolution
I have been finding it increasingly difficult to breathe.

A general increase in the Earths atmosphere
has caused me to put my hat on. Weird.

As the glaciers melt - the ice cubes rejoice!
Chip off the old block. Get it while it's hot.

As the climate changes, bring it on, Motherfucker
Millions upon Millions while die, I am ready for it.

As the geological plates prime to shift,
I am ready for all the shit that will hit the tectonic fan

As entire cities shake like belly dancers
As woman, children scream in raining fire
As skins melt and bubble
As the few claim 'I told you so'
As your television says nothing
As your DVD and C.D. and book collection
become diabolically absurd!

The World will crack
The egg will pour
The God shall make toast of us ants,
in a gesture, not unlike, emptying an ash tray

Article Source: http://journal.ilovephilosophy.com

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