The End

Oh, the end will not be
Glamorous or exciting
There will be no Mad Max or Omega Man…
Just a boring wait
As the poisons saturate our state
From head to toe, the fish DNA will go
Oh, the end will not be…
That toxic residue
As a gift from me to you
Microwave emissions
That will leave us all dribbling
Oh, the end will not be…
But our brains will curdle and
Our muscles putrefy
It’s not an aesthetically
Pleasing way to die
Oh, the end will not be…
As our homes sink into
The universal stink
My message will be forgotten
As our bones hit the bottom
Oh the end will not be…
A fitting but smelly grave and
A home for all the brave T.V. drones and
Their cellular phones
Oh, the end will not be
Glamorous or exciting
It will bare no resemblance
To the product advertised
No batteries included
Pay double of you still deluded
For this my friend…
This is the end…