Apocalypse constantly creeps near
Perishing planets aren’t surprising anymore
As all news numbs the mind to fear
I’m not even worried what the world has in store

Calm washes over now,
Reading through horrors of history
We know not what the future will endow
But nor did the past peasants; our ancestry!

We have never faced these particular threats before
The world warms, warning one of its wastes and wants
But unprecedented threats? For them we have experience galore
Can’t let them get the best of me; the apocalypse’s taunts

I refuse to wring my hands and sweat about oncoming doom
But I refuse to resent those that passionately preach the public
Of these unprecedented threats which loom
For without them, we would have never escaped unprecedented pickles