Beans on Toast

As I sit here eating my beans on toast

I contemplate my world and times

The darkness of my world is all provaiding

With no light at the end of this long tunnel

A world without end, someone once said

“Rubbish” I reply, for I see just a glimmer

But not a glimmer of hope for human kind

For this creature is long past his sell by date

Nature has plans afoot to end his disastrous reign

Slow but surely Homo Sapiens will vanish from earth

The seas will rise as the icecaps melt into fresh water

Thus diluting the life blood of all of Earth’s salty seas

Life in the seven oceans will all but disappear forever

Global warming will accelerate for our seven oceans

Played an important part in recycling carbon dioxide

But that’s all bye the bye as I demolish the last bean

My plate is clean and I settle down to re-read

The Ragged Trousered Philanthropist once more

To make sense of my life and times on Earth

For Robert Noonan (Tressell)

Peter