Wetbulb world warnings
Wasted
As hot air spews inevitable chaos
The rich put their money
on extinction
Shorting life itself
Already reeling
Venus smiles across space
At her twin going through
Conversion therapy
To rid her of the biological baggage
Carried for millions of years
So many conditions
Required for life
Proper temperature, oxygen and water
No problem with the switch
To a sulfur atmosphere
Where only Satan can survive
As heaven melts
Raining flames down on the Rubicon
Mad petrocultists worship extinction
There was a time
When this was paradise
But it wasn’t enough
To have everything
In the mad quest for more
Until there is nothing left alive
On a planet that cares not a whit
Whether we survive or not