Its now's never more. revised

i
I see our world churning,
Just bleeding its guts out;
From this blackened door,
To far a off golden shore.
With flaming pyres lighting,
The furies stare brightly;
With grit-blistered eyes,
So bloody, torrid and sore.
As I stand here just sweating,
My mind is just screaming;
With tender dear thoughts,
Which silently echo yours?
While the cities are burning,
And the masses are yearning,
As we all scream and shout out: -
'It’s now's nevermore! ‘

ii
From my tatty bench corner,
Upon a splintered wall I perceive,
Some grim, and green-glowing
Letters, that was not there
a mere moment before.
While the screaming increases,
And value in money diseases;
I see poor bodies broken:
They lie, scattered bloody and torn.
And the bells are now pealing;
As the greedy are scything,
Turning burning cash into glittering gold;
While the poverty's rising,
The growing fear is obliging;
As we poor starving bastards
Scream: 'It's now's nevermore! '

iii
Oh, that hard bell’s now echo
A cold heartless memory!
A sad recollection of something,
That I am responsible for;
But I can't seem to see it,
Or don't want to face it,
I just simply slam
The near broken, charred door.
While the earthquakes are cracking,
As the volcanoes are spurting,
And huge waves are bursting,
Upon blood ridden shores;
While we all stand and shake,
And we all crack and quake,
As we, with a huge hearty bellowe
yell:'It’s nows nevermore!'