“Awaken from your slumber!” she screamed into my mind;

awaken from your slumber and see what you will find.”

It seemed like an eternity since I had seen this land

and the future that I now saw was not what I had planned.

Where was the peace and unity; the brotherhood of all,

where was the slightest sign of the Evil empire’s fall?

The destruction is so rampant and no one seems to care;

they’ve torn poor Gaia’s heart out and left her laying bare.

Yet still they sing the same old song “Prosperity is here”

while a simple test of sanity shows the end is near.

Now I stand and wonder just which way should I go;

to fight the war unwinnable or go with destructions flow’.

Either leads to heartbreak, only one leads to despair

So I guess that at this end of days, I really must be there.

About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.
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