There’s so much wrong with us, so many ways,
That Homo aberrans seems doomed and soon
To bring upon the Earth the End of Days
Through crazed intelligence, so out of tune.
We may have been designed for harmony,
And at our best have sung in unison,
But nowadays a crass cacophony
Of clashing voices signals we are done.
Though some still claim that Wisdom will prevail,
That we have untapped sapience in reserve
And such a noble species cannot fail,
The Bible says we cannot help but swerve,
And since our numbers have so much mushroomed,
It’s clear and evident our race is doomed.