People of the earth, we have arrived at a critical place in time.
The junk we have produced, has infested our atmosphere.
We have managed to pollute space, a cocoon of filth envelops us.
Wandering trash cascading around your precious possessions.
Launched hopes ,orbiting dreams of a final frontier we may no longer see.
Confused slugs amass and convene.
Ignorant thugs with hired guns and weak knees.
This is the crisis, of the crisis, that is our time.
Alarms, alarms ,alarms, alarms
don’t ignore the alarms.
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