A Lament for a Fractured World*


In the twilight of our grand civilization,
A tragic tale unfolds, a dire revelation.
Wars waged with hearts cold, greed unrestrained,
The pillars crumble, a world unchained.

Beneath the skies painted in hues of despair,
Echoes of discord fill the desolate air.
Man, blinded by selfish pursuits,
Forsakes the Earth, as nature disputes.

Greed, a venom coursing through veins,
Conquering compassion, breaking moral chains.
Nations clash in a symphony of strife,
A dance of shadows, consuming life.

Leaders, draped in garments of power,
Forge alliances that doom the hour.
Battles waged for avarice's delight,
As humanity stumbles into eternal night.

Climate weeps, a lamentation profound,
Yet selfishness persists, no solace found.
Icebergs mourn, oceans swell with disdain,
A requiem for a world ensnared by pain.

The rivers whisper tales of woe,
As forests weep, their stories grow.
In the ruins of what was once sublime,
The crescendo of collapse, an apocalyptic chime.

As cities crumble, a chorus of despair,
Silent cries echo in the vacant air.
Civilization, a fragile tapestry torn,
By the hands that ignored the warnings.

Yet amid the ruins, a spark may remain,
A chance for redemption, to break the chain.
For in the ashes of our own demise,
Hope emerges, a phoenix that flies.

Let this saga be a cautionary plea,
A reminder of what could cease to be.
In the echoes of our impending fall,
May humanity rise, and rewrite its call.

In the hushed corridors of fading light,
The symphony of sorrow continues its plight.
Echoes of regret linger in the gloom,
As shadows dance in nature's tomb.

The wails of the forsaken Earth,
Echo through time, a haunting rebirth.
An epic saga of a world undone,
By the folly of the favored one.

Behold the ruins, a testament stark,
To the unraveling of our collective arc.
Dystopian landscapes, scars on the land,
Witness to the folly of the heedless hand.

Oceans rise in tumultuous disdain,
A consequence of humanity's bane.
The song of nature, a mournful dirge,
For the planet, aching under the surge.

Leaders once mighty, now ghosts in the mist,
Their legacy a cautionary twist.
In the caverns of power, echoes persist,
A tale of hubris, too ominous to resist.

From the embers of catastrophe,
A flicker of hope emerges, wild and free.
A chance for redemption, a cosmic plea,
For humanity to rewrite its destiny.

As the curtain falls on this tragic stage,
May the echoes of collapse ignite a sage.
In the remnants of our once proud domain,
Let resilience and compassion rise again.