Mailbox jammed,
desperate appeals
crying the world ends
unless you care enough
to send us
more than you have.

With the best of intentions,
they seem desperate
to convince you unless
you’re feeling depressed,
you’re probably not
feeling at all.

The more you care,
the more they seem
to want, ’til caring’s
no longer a solution,
just one more source of pain
in an already pain full world.

In your dreams you finally
waken to find yourself
standing at an intersection,
hand out,
holding a sign reading
” World Ends Tomorrow.”

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