Limited resources yield the end of man

[Poet x]

Let’s have sex on the beach,
Intimate contact, unprotected sex, that’s elite
Mature consenting adults crushing, Marvin Gaye, “let’s get it on” plays softly, so sweet
Its time we set the mood,
Time for eruptions, orgasms, doesn’t that feel goooood?
Eat up the moment as a child is conceived,
Depletion of resources is the issue, truth is we’re about to leave,

Remember our planet, and its carrying capacity,
Erogenous desires, uniformed, thee audacity
So many mouths to feed, fuck, lets make another,
Or planet is filling swiftly, even though we kill one another
Under so many peoples noses the treat becomes pending,
Reformation of our ways is vital, but I don’t see us bending,
Circumstances that we’re in, definitely time wont amend,
Every one breeds like rabbits,
Starvation causes our end!

Yes I know, that rough sex with a penis, unprotected
Enhances pleasure for both partners,
Inevitably it’s selected,
Long before there were Trojans, honey and herbs what they used,
Desires can be fulfilled as long as a condom you choose!

The time is now for reformation
Haughty, ignorant masses, loins all need containment,
Everyone will reap the benefits, I promise!

Expect to live longer?
No one really does,
Damage done to our environment, is to late to un-buzz,

Open season on souls,
For evil, hell bowls, for us!

Manage your organs, stay protected, you’ll see
All humans can survive , another decade or three
Never forget the message that will keep man alive…