Is there meaning? I wonder some days
as the world goes on in meaningless ways.
But maybe the journey the planet is on
Is the echo of the place we have gone.
We’ve plunged down a path of meaningless wealth
And with the planet, and indeed our own health
In crisis each day – a deepening pit;
We’d better wake up ‘fore we’re all deep in it.
I hope they are wrong, the Doomsdayer throng
But I think that I hear the planets death song.
Lest we make the big shift to caring for all
The last earthly empire will very soon fall.
This place where we live; this bubble in Space
Will simply revolt and wipe us off its face.