I sit beside the fire and think
The flitting thoughts of aged mind
Like our world, burning, on the brink
While my soul drifts forth to find
The End.

I sit beside the fire and ponder
Before the curtain call of life
How our animal race does squander
Upon this world, we conquer by the knife
And shatter balance once known
At the Beginning.

I sit beside the fire and dose
Eyes closed, breathing shallow
My heart flutters gently upon embers fallow
A final reflection before the close.
This our Earth we do not keep
In condition made for peaceful sleep
Greed and strife which our leaders reap
Must be stopped before we dig the graves of future folk
Too deep.

I sit beside the fire and ponder.
I sit beside...
I sit.