Endgame

Endgame

Global warming has not lightened
The dark morning, Apollo indifferent
To economic growth, internal com-
Bustion naught beside the sun.

Yet terran creatures crawl about,
Some believe they were chosen to rule,
Others not so vain, busily eat
And scratch homes in the dirt.

The fish have heard of impending room,
I’ve always wanted to see Manhattan,
Says the tuna, New Orleans failed
To live up to our expectations.

Austrian chimps, some say, soon will vote,
Ferociously debate the war on drugs,
The war on terror, though human traffic
Will fail to raise a storm.

The gods, disappointed by Cold War –
Thought they’d see a blazing finish –
Do enjoy market rampant and
Conventional weapons, but later

They will pack for an expanding universe,
Earth’s endgame is tedious and
The stench of burning plastic
Offends divine nostrils.