. From my grave I will smirk smugly at you all! 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. ...