Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Call Me a Doomer

A doomer boomer is my mood.

Born at the end of World War II,

Pessimistic I must conclude

About what humankind does do.

Wars and conflicts do never cease.

They just get milder for awhile.

The world has never known true peace.

New and better weapons compile,

And powers that be madder more

At winning at whatever cost.

Price of coming nuclear war,

Most of humankind will be lost.

I hope I die before I see

The coming soon of World War III.