That this world is in serious danger
If we declare
That the coming disaster
Is what we declare
Then the inevitable march
Of the yellow gargantuans
Will render our arguments
Declarative in name only
And our catastrophe
Becomes rhetorical
In a very literal sense
As the sound of giant feet
Rumbles and grows
And we ask ourselves
Is it really too late?
Oh, Cruel Fate.
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Echoes: Illustration and Words by Jay Larsen
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