This is the Way the World Ends.,Not With a Bang But A Whimper

I wish I could remember the title or a T.S. Eliot poem that I loved in school.

T.S.Eliot , in my mind is one of the greatest poets of modern times

It took me a while when I was young to understand the following lines from one of his poems, yet once I had grasped the meaning , or more so the feeling of his words I've never forgotten them. Sadly I've just forgotten the rest of the poem/

"This is the way the world ends,

This is the way the world ends,

This is the way the world ends,

Not with a BANG, but a whimper..

,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, T. S. Eliot .

Many people have quoted to me the words of a song from the movie "South Pacific"

"You got to have a dream, if you don't have a dream

How you gonna have a dream come true.?"

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Sorry to be a killjoy, but I see no point in dreaming.

I've not had one come true

Why wish upon a star,?

They have no power over you.

 Do pixies and fairies help you as well?

Pixies and faiiries, can they cast a spell?

Is that how you dream, for your dreams to come true?

By asking a pixie to do it for you?

Please!!!! give me a break, Dreams are for children.

If it's a goal, they have, to be a ballerina

Or be the next king of football,

Fair enough, wish them well. Ambition is good.

But dreams? Dreams are different, complete waste of time,

Can you prove something different? No, Nobody can.

Dreams only come true if they're the 'fake' ones,

Like a millionaire, I guess he could make them.

So Sorry, my friends, but life makes me sick.

I'm fed up of rapists,who get a slap on the wrist,

I hate seeing gun toting children, ready to shoot.

Did they dream of this rifle their holding?

Somehow, don't think so. They're wrenched from their families , so very young.

Now the hand that feeds them gives them a gun.

So do as they're told, Know no other way.

What would they dream of?  doesn't really matter., still be a dream.

Dreams don't come true, not in this world.

Heaven help us all if this is all there is.

The rivers polluted,  Dead fish.

The bees are dying. No pollinated crops.

The ocean's a tip! A vast dumping ground.

I say it again. It all makes me sick.

This beautiful earth that once was just that,

now being ruined for all the "Fat Cats"

Don't bother to dream. Dreams don't come true.

May as well go and blow bubbles

As I'm about to do.

then try to remember that wonderful poem........

This is the way the world ends,

This is the way the world ends,

This is the way the world ends,

Not with a BANG , but a whimper.!!!........