This is the way the world ends. In the confusion of a thousand voices
calling for a thousand revolutions
in the tears of a thousand children
mourning a thousand
lost futures.
This is the way the world ends. In the crash of a thousand forests
falling to ground,in the smoke
of a thousand
profitable factories.
This is the way the world ends. In a thousand stock market booms,
in a thousand media scoops
of who is sleeping with whom,
in a thousand rivers dammed, in a thousand promises betrayed,
in the torture of a thousand Bradley Mannings, in the ruins of a thousand burning cities
in the withered petals of a thousand murdered flowers,
this is the way the world ends.
calling for a thousand revolutions
in the tears of a thousand children
mourning a thousand
lost futures.
This is the way the world ends. In the crash of a thousand forests
falling to ground,in the smoke
of a thousand
profitable factories.
This is the way the world ends. In a thousand stock market booms,
in a thousand media scoops
of who is sleeping with whom,
in a thousand rivers dammed, in a thousand promises betrayed,
in the torture of a thousand Bradley Mannings, in the ruins of a thousand burning cities
in the withered petals of a thousand murdered flowers,
this is the way the world ends.
Copyright B Purkayastha 2011
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