in the final years
of life on Earth,
humans clung tight
to multiple delusions,
grimly unaware
of their own
commercially driven
predator instinct
blindly pushing
with ecocidal greed
their self-extinction,
all but the few
who bravely insisted
they expose reality,
though coldly ignored
or slyly compared
to crazy extremists
by the corporate media,
when it was over
and all lay dead,
there were no people
alive to remember
anyone ever existed.

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