OUR SONG
MANKIND is
the Crown of Creation.
Sing cogito.
Sing ergo.
Sing sum.
(De-dum.)
Sing cogito ergo sum.
We are users of tools.
We are makers of rules.
We're superbly supreme.
We're AUS-PIC-IOUS!
We're founders of schools,
we're burners of fuels,
Mother Nature must follow our wishes.
(De-dum.)
Nature must follow our wishes.
Dear Mother N.:
NOT your concern we rape, pillage, burn.
Anyway that was – when? – “all our yesterdays”?
What's it to you if our too, too brief candles
have lighted the way for handfuls of vandals
to loot and freeboot,
in ALL ways pollute
this exploitable planet you handed us?
Corroding, corrupting, destroying, disrupting,
always “shocked, shocked” where this
landed us!
(De-dum.)
Well, some are “shocked, shocked” where
this landed us.
Yes, it's a “shame”, but are we to blame
when “man-made” calamities strike us?
Just trying to tame you, you bitch of a dame, you.
Moreover, we want you to like us.
(De-dum.)
On Facebook® we need you to “like” us!
But,
you send us diseases!
Sniffles.
Sneezes!
If it please you an ice age may freeze us.
(De-dum.)
Very unpleasing, is ice age freezing.
(De-dum, de-dum, de-dum.)
May we ask?
Do you never tire of lightning? Wild fire?
On a day fine and balmy, do we need a tsunami?
For pity's sake, not another earthquake?
Mayn't we say no to your next volcano?
If it must rain in Spain, do we need hurricanes?
(De-dum, de-dum, de-dum.)
Furthermore,
what's all THAT about – killing heat, frequent drought?
You need to examine your fondness for famine.
You violate all standards of decency
by increasing thunder storm frequency.
Please, no more of your thrill rides,
your landslides and mudslides on hillsides.
Do you think you could bail on more snow and hail storms?
(De-dum, de-dum, de-dum.)
AND
whyfor a tornado? To test our bravado?
If we’re stuck in the mud, why send us a flood?
We’re tossed like balloons by cyclones and typhoons.
Whenever we get a leg up, you go and set a new plague up.
It was alarming when we took up farming, your response was locusts.
HOW Charming!
It could, decidedly, enhance our chances, if only you would stanch avalanches.
Why every day MORE from your “bounty”-filled store?
Tomorrow?
Slight chance of a meteor?
(De-dum.)
Tomorrow: a chance of a meteor.
SO...
MANKIND versus Nature, Nature v. MAN,
was never the gist, was never the plan?
You were here from the beginning.
We were put in – in a late inning!
Never protagonist in the story,
more antagonist-congratulatory,
after a tentative, very late start,
we rewrote, recast, expanded our part
in retrospect in ways too myopic
(enthralled as we are by all things anthropic),
failing to reckon our place in the scrum,
ever unable to see what's to come,
mistakenly saying “I. . .umm. . .think. So I. . .umm. . .am?”,
when truth is we think, SO we're dumb. (DAMN!)
Believing, always, we know what to expect,
we perceive, as usual, we have effect.
So, ever clever, ever so smart,
we invent a button and call it “RESTART”.
Mating with our computing machines,
will make us immortal! (Whatever that means.)
THE SING-U-LAR-IT-Y!
(Rhymes with hilarity.)
Replace Homo Sapiens bio-illogical cogito DUMB
with an electronical cogito hum.
Robot appliances we will become!
God help us, everyone.
(De-dum, de-dum, de-dum.)
BatteriesNotIncluded.
ProhibitedWhereVoid.
