Living our own demise

we are living our own demise

not the​​ failure of one heart to

keep beating​​ as is the normal course​​ 

for the​​ human species

but a​​ deeper and wider​​ failure​​ 

of the will to survive;​​ 

seeing​​ the storm clouds on the horizons

of our daily existence we​​ 

accept the fact that the waves

of destruction are moving​​ in the​​ 

direction​​ of our collective selves​​ 

we feign our concern but

we find it too painful,

too full of stress and angst

privately​​ playing out scenarios

in our heads we add our​​ 

own logs to the inferno

engulfing us knowing

we could get up​​ 

and put it out​​ 

but that would​​ 

be risky; maybe even kill us

better to live our demise

sucking out the last

advantage; gathering

the biggest pile​​