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From my grave I will smirk smugly at you all!
By Ross E F Lombardi.
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Dear 20-year-olds,
When you, - Oops!
Let me rephrase...
..."IF" you get to live into your 80s
.
One day, near then.
When You realise that your grandchildren,
Will NEVER have grandchildren of their own,
When you realise that your own grandchildren will have to be ruthless killers to survive,
Not artists, musicians or doctors - just feral killers.
Fighting over half-rotten potatoes in a sodden, wet field to exist...
When that moment of horror dawns on you.
.
Remember me.
Remember this bit of writing posted on social media.
Back when electricity and clean water "were a thing".
From the shadowlands, or hell, or whatever,
If there is any kind of afterlife at all...
I will be laughing at you...
.
And the kin of the currently wealthy will have a worse fate,
Lasting a few generations longer.
Buried alive among luxuries.
As the fans in the duct stop.
As the air of the underground goes very slowly stale.
From the grave’s shadow,
I will be laughing at you...
I will be laughing my arse off at you all...
.
The environmental collapse is inevitable.
You are all SO doomed - It makes me giggle.
.
Because I may NEVER get to be happy.
I will die unloved with zero money.
But I am just a bitter, disposable 50-year-old man,
Full of hate, spite and bile. – And of no value.
.
BUT YOU LOT! - Long after I am gone!
Your grandchildren will have it so much worse than me.
They will become the most-evil of all human monsters, - just desperate to survive.
As you feel ill at the thought – of the carcase world - left to you…
As the vomit comes up the back of your throat.
.
From the shadows of the void…
I will be laughing at you...
I will be laughing my arse off at ALL of you.
.
I will never get to be happy.
But you will be forced to live through hell.
Schadenfreude to the max extreme! – Evil Ross special diamond edition!
HA! HA! - Sucks to be you!
SO, - HO! HO! HO!
FUCK YOU ALL!
AND TO ALL, A GOODNIGHT!
By Ross E F Lombardi.
.
Dear 20-year-olds,
When you, - Oops!
Let me rephrase...
..."IF" you get to live into your 80s
.
One day, near then.
When You realise that your grandchildren,
Will NEVER have grandchildren of their own,
When you realise that your own grandchildren will have to be ruthless killers to survive,
Not artists, musicians or doctors - just feral killers.
Fighting over half-rotten potatoes in a sodden, wet field to exist...
When that moment of horror dawns on you.
.
Remember me.
Remember this bit of writing posted on social media.
Back when electricity and clean water "were a thing".
From the shadowlands, or hell, or whatever,
If there is any kind of afterlife at all...
I will be laughing at you...
.
And the kin of the currently wealthy will have a worse fate,
Lasting a few generations longer.
Buried alive among luxuries.
As the fans in the duct stop.
As the air of the underground goes very slowly stale.
From the grave’s shadow,
I will be laughing at you...
I will be laughing my arse off at you all...
.
The environmental collapse is inevitable.
You are all SO doomed - It makes me giggle.
.
Because I may NEVER get to be happy.
I will die unloved with zero money.
But I am just a bitter, disposable 50-year-old man,
Full of hate, spite and bile. – And of no value.
.
BUT YOU LOT! - Long after I am gone!
Your grandchildren will have it so much worse than me.
They will become the most-evil of all human monsters, - just desperate to survive.
As you feel ill at the thought – of the carcase world - left to you…
As the vomit comes up the back of your throat.
.
From the shadows of the void…
I will be laughing at you...
I will be laughing my arse off at ALL of you.
.
I will never get to be happy.
But you will be forced to live through hell.
Schadenfreude to the max extreme! – Evil Ross special diamond edition!
HA! HA! - Sucks to be you!
SO, - HO! HO! HO!
FUCK YOU ALL!
AND TO ALL, A GOODNIGHT!
.
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