As the towers collapse into the belly of the ocean,
I sit on a cliff face and watch the commotion.
And find happiness is the only emotion
I’m recieving from my brain.

Reeling in terror from scattered explosions,
the cliff starts to break away, culled by erosion.
The cogs of humanity put out of motion.
Washington is damn near insane.

The tide sweeps inside, overflows from the drains.
The streets are awash with The Thames and The Seine
and the people are swept up in the biblical rain
that carries them off to the oceans.

And identikit high streets tumble down in flames
as terrified mothers call their children’s names.
As acid rain eats first at skullz then at brainz
all beyond bandages and lotions.
Sure put an end to all human notions.