The time is nigh,

The end is near,

So gather ‘round,

And lend an ear.

 

It’s not earthquakes that we have to fear,

The cause of our end has become clear,

Our whole species has chosen to jeer,

Anytime that sadness comes near,

I can tell you why if you’ll lend that ear,

We kill sadness with our phones and beer,

And as it drowns we all stand and cheer,

Rather than address our problem that we can hold so dear.

 

It’s no one’s fault, this problem we have here,

We just need to drop our mental gear.

 

It’s easy to point fingers at sadness,

It’s always coupled with anger and pain,

But it's a different fellow who at fault for our madness

Another emotion must take the blame,

The one responsible for all our gladness,

High on happiness, we’re all insane.

 

So a new world shall be built,

From happiness, and all its guilt.