Psychological Apocalypse By Al Lheureux I am at the edge of a psychological apocalypse. I sit here trying to find the answers, but as they elude Me, they are like atomic bombs being dropped on the Landscape of my mind. I try to do things to make a change, But I'm either ignored or crucified by the conservatives Who want to continue to exercise their power. They Ridicule me and tell their children I'm wrong, but they're The ones destroying the Earth and not leaving us a future. So as my psychological apocalypse begins, I realize That we shall all be placed in sepulchers of our own Construction. That our actions will make our resting place A shrine or an empty hollow tomb. That we'll be remembered As martyrs or madmen. But as the end comes I don't care Either way because everything becomes dark and bleak in The landscape after my psychological apocalypse. © 1996, Al Lheureux