We’re looking down the barrel of a great big bloody gun;
we’ve gone and made an enemy of our old friend the Sun.
Yet still we destroy and plunder, committing nature crimes
but we don’t seem to panic in what could be our End Times.
We carry like nothing’s happening without a worry or a care
yet just within our lifetime – earth’s death is lurking there.
Perhaps it’s time to panic and change our ways at last
or we won’t have a future, only a planet regretting  the past.