Old guard woke too late
Turtle-slow their gait
Weak links, too many chinks
Sunny dispositions suddenly sink
Comeuppance comes quickly
Smiling so sickly
Life just shiny and fine
Living on borrowed time
Little more to gain meets
Nothing left to lose
To one a merry dance
Another a solemn trance
Sweet sorrows
Shifting tomorrows
Gamers will game when
All the world’s a stage
“So don’t sit back, kick back and watch the world get bushwhacked!”
Cover image credit: postcarbon.org
