On the Day the World is Ending
the last of the migrant boats will arrive from
the theatres of war in which the US, Russia,
and their allies have played a leading role.

They’ll be met by men with heads like Rooster potatoes,
all deep red skins and shallow eyes,
who will still be standing on the Kentish shoreline
shaking their fist at those who’ve had the grit
to travel thousands of miles, spanning land and sea,
to escape war, persecution, poverty
shouting ‘Get the fuck back from where you came’
just as a thundering tsunami batters their bloated
bodies and drowns their hate-filled voices out.

Meanwhile, Musk, Zuckerberg and Bezos
will be racing each other to Meta knows where,
while arguing, each from their private spacecraft,
about how great their contribution was to a world
now free of speech,
and which of them will be first to reach
an enlightened state of nothingness.