The last Saturday of the year
That was to kill us all
Look around we're all still here
Hearing the piper's call . . .
Drilling's thump, thump, thumping
Mining's pump, pump, pumping:
Water wasted growing batteries
Farmers wasted growing cities
Agricultural products fueling trucks
Petroleum byproducts feeding bodies
Critical mass amassing.
Oh how to protect our ship
In this our space?
Or into oblivion will slip
Genetic memories of our race.
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