Here I Come

Overpopulation on our big, blue orb

is causing the inflation of the third world;

and as the scroll of our lives becomes unfurled,

so in our house our burned corpses are curled.



The humans of our planet,

selfish and seething,

have no desire to help it,

underserving of breathing.



Planning a massive neroism of Earth,

I will destroy its 24 grand mile girth.

Know these thoughts and emotions aren't unbridled mirth

but have been growing and festering since my long ago birth.



The humans of our planet,

selfish and seething,

have no desire to help it,

undeserving of breathing.



And so it is my

solemn duty to choose

the final moment when our species will lose,

because in orphans' shoes

to walk we've refused

and within just a few years our resources we'll lose.