NTE = Near Term Extinction

NTE means this is the end—

At this point, why should we pretend?

We cannot obstruct

Doom, so we’re fucked;

The party’s over all over, my friend.

Class Warfare

Class war can take a back seat:

With the heat, and nothing to eat,

And the radiation,

That’s not resignation—

Extinction includes the elite.

Winter Solstice

It’s quiet today on the ‘stead—

Yet and still, when looking ahead,

Not as much, we’ll agree,

As it’s going to be

When everything living is dead. 

Rationalizing Extinction

Sometimes, oppression I see

Punctures superficiality:

Overwhelming rage

No one can assuage

Helps make it O.K. with me. 

One-Shot Affair

“With coal gone, oil gone, high-grade metallic ores gone, no species however competent can make the long climb from primitive conditions to high-level technology. This is a one-shot affair. If we fail, this planetary system fails so far as intelligence is concerned. The same will be true of other planetary systems. On each of them there will be one chance, and one chance only." 

          -- Sir Fred Hoyle, "Of Men and Galaxies," 1964

Look on our works, and despair!

The resources are no longer there;

To support such advance,

There was only one chance:

This was a one-shot affair.

Monopoly Game

Stay free at the choicest doomsteads:

The oranges, yellows and reds,

Where likely the strongest

Will hold out the longest

Once the collapse really spreads.

Community Chest and Chance pick,

Distractions, the next media trick;

Railroads: a bore,

Unless someone owns four—

Then you get fucked pretty quick.

Utilities, parking, taxes—I’ve scored:

They don’t kill, can be safely ignored;

Pass go on your way

And earn weekly pay,

Working your ass round the board.

In jail you can miss turns in style

And get some relief for awhile;

Next throw of the dice,

Hope fate will be nice

To struggles that lifetimes compile.

The token you choose when you play:

Really, who are you anyway?

Go broke and death knocks,

Pieces back in the box,

Game over—extinction—m’kay?

NTE

Near Term means “about to descend,”

Extinction means “this is the end”;

I don’t mean to offend,

But please, my dear friend,

Do the math, and check out the trend.