Engines of plight will grind to a stop

When bloated guts belly flop

Diving high in their oils last drop

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Autos will stall – jets will fall

Ships adrift with no ports of call

Life consumed by engines sprawl

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We’ll burn our peat and our coal

Scavenge twigs when no logs roll

Burn our atoms and homes of ole

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Hope burns rockets for us to roam

In glittered shells, blazing chrome

Turning pages to ash that was our tome

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Oceans slick with humans last trace.

Now directionless vessels adrift in space

Motionless, still hurrying – to keep the pace

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Escaping history that was our own

Journey unneeded to a vast unknown

Civilizations die when greed is grown

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