Death Ride

I hear so much a daily whine
Who on earth is on cloud nine?
The old sage gave a nod and winked
‘Mankind is due to be extinct
This is the overriding fear
The next war is to be nuclear
A world in which structures melt
People hit below the belt
The future won’t be rosy or sweet
Not when Death rides in the front seat
Can we say the truth is now latent?
Even more so, isn’t it blatant?
Whilst the silly blab and chatter
The wise ones reach for the shelter’

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