And fails
The globe spins
And the rot within
Reveals therein
A faltering system
Like a dying human
It is fading
Trying to listen
To the dying machine
That rules all of life
It feels surreal
Vistas a dream
When it is serene
But those times are fleeting
As the orbit decays
Pushes forward to an end
If the cogs are broken
And the spires bent
Grinding away
Destroying inside
Committing suicide
But the globe spins
As entropy wins
