Growth of Plight

Engines of plight will grind to a stop

When bloated guts belly flop

Diving high in their oils last drop


Autos will stall – jets will fall

Ships adrift with no ports of call

Life consumed by engines sprawl


We’ll burn our peat and our coal

Scavenge twigs when no logs roll

Burn our atoms and homes of ole


Hope burns rockets for us to roam

In glittered shells, blazing chrome

Turning pages to ash that was our tome


Oceans slick with humans last trace.

Now directionless vessels adrift in space

Motionless, still hurrying – to keep the pace


Escaping history that was our own

Journey unneeded to a vast unknown

Civilizations die when greed is grown