Time is running out
People baked mud into bricks and built
Towering edifices to impress their gods.
They made discoveries unravelling the mysteries of the universe.
People fought against injustice,
They took a stand for what they believed was right,
They banded together to help the weak.
They watched the walls fall.
They stood defiant in front of tanks and refused to move.
People worked on unimaginably complex problems and solved them.
They crossed the void between earth and the moon
To land on that distant world and return.
People felt joy at each other’s achievements,
They felt the warmth of love in their hearts
And they felt the sting of betrayal,
The heat of jealousy and the bile of rage.
People meant something once.
People accomplished so much
But none of it mattered.
None of it mattered.
None of it.
A wonderful day;
Wonderful view, but no-one
With which to share it.
Karl. Karl. Karl. KARL! KARL!
For fuck’s sake. KAAARRRRRLLLL! Oh sorry,
I was miles away.
Not for the first time
I sit here contemplating
That I am nothing
Things will never be
As good as they used to be.
Why am I still here?