. The End Begins a rondeau redoublé Now the end begins, do not despair. It’s meant to be. What better battlecry? It’s time for positivity and prayer. The unjust try to justify... then die. The mighty state’s a castle in the sky. “Survival of the fittest”---just a snare To capture thinkers in a thoughtful lie. Now the end begins, do not despair. Is God our King and ruler? Does He care? These issues swirl around the who and why. Watch the how at Armageddon’s where. It’s meant to be. What better battlecry? What better backing than the hosts on high? The sound of victory is the trumpet’s blare. “Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done” is nigh. It’s time for positivity and prayer. Don’t fall for any fairy tale or scare; The evil prosper as the good comply. Remember, hell is riding, then prepare. The unjust try to justify... then die. A happy warrior is allowed a sigh, But then gird up your loins, yes, grow a pair. Rejoice! Don’t cry when those four horsemen fly. The garden earth, it beckons. Be aware! Now the end begins. . . Hacking Harari “We don’t have to wait until Christ’s second coming in order to overcome death. A couple of geeks in a laboratory can do it if you give them enough time and money” --- Yuval Noah Harari Technocracy is beautiful. You’ll live forever in a pool Of ones and noughts in android land Where every thought and dream is planned. Every one of you will be Adrift upon my cyborg sea In blind obeisant ecstasy And ever grinning infancy. Whatever happens, rest assured Your fear of death will soon be cured. When my cyber scheme’s unfurled You’ll surf my algorithmic world. All that I demand you do Is ditch the old, embrace the new, Adore your Techno-overlord, Genuflect then climb aboard. I hunger for a taste of YOU, Sweet meat of my transhuman stew. . . Mike Bryant is a poet and retired plumber living on the Gulf Coast of Texas.