LYRICS

APOCALYPTIC SENTIMENT
(written 2023/recorded 2023)
staring at the sea
while sipping legal drugs
after some days of splurge
of outward life and empty hugs
a humdrum first world life
full of first world problems
temporary grief
feelings of oppression
so many deficiencies
idleness and aggression
and all around us
the world’s crumbling away
immersing in some weltschmerz
to balance some excess
salving conscience and
flushing the abscess
thrust unease aside
this life that we abide
must be filled with some
self-assurance
the other day i read
how many resources
our tired earth can provide
sustainably each year
divide this by the count
of people who live in
this world and you will find
the results would either
require you to live
in a forest cabin
or take a poison pill
is this the final aim
of all those campaigners
while in reality
the lot will stay the same
should we feel guilty for
all useless inventions
that waste too much resources
now that's a bit unfair as
we all do ruin the world
the world we all live in
the insight that most others
apparently do not
feel guilty either had
eased my conscience so i
flew over with some friends
to my private island
to gourmandise and chill
i'll wait 'till all others
will have retrenched themselves
or 'till there is a ban
enforced on everyone
to use up more than the
budget of resources
that's due to everyone
ripples and the sun
staring at the sea
the sorry lives beyond
first world self-pity
population has
bifurcated
cocktails and cigars
coffee and wicked flesh
self-praise and bubbles
we'll make everything mesh
where is the starship sent by
our equals out there
immersing in some weltschmerz
to balance some excess
salving conscience and
flushing the abscess
thrust unease aside
this life that we abide
must be filled with some
self-assurance
sometimes we wallow in this
apocalyptic sentiment
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