Doomsday

The end is about to come

So says everyone at home

 

What about those desires, those dreams and those tasks

Those not completed, those which the holy fairy asks

 

To the people of this world

Whether he be a boy or she be a girl

 

And what of their answer, should you wonder

Allow us a whole lifetime in this transient matter

 

They said with forceful emotion

We love our blurry illusion

 

The end, in that case, shall be delayed

Said our fairy so dismayed

 

Thought she, the earthlings cared not

For life, for its mundane lot

 

They litter, they destroy, they control

And they think of themselves as the great symbol

 

 

Do forgive, pretty fairy,

Do allow us to make merry

 

 

A pledge we take on this day

We shall learn to make our hay

 

 

With feelings of goodness

So that we shall always be blessed!

 

 

And so the end came not,

For the sake of Love's Lot!

 

 

Love for our earth, love for humanity

Love ringing the bells of purity!