All of history’s greatest civilizations, empires, nations, and kingdoms saw their rise then their collapse from one subtle, gradual self-inflicted cancer. That cancer ate away at the show’s glory and power from the inside cannibalizing itself. What was the cancer? Inequality. What happens when a few take and take and keep taking for themselves from the many, from their own? The list of answers is long. But there is only one outcome if the cannibalizing cancer inside is ignored and ignored and ignored.

Heaven knows I’ve seen darkness
And I’ve seen what it can do
And Heaven knows that I can’t stop this
It’s like a flood that’s pushing through

Wooooo
There’s a storm that’s on it’s way
Hooooo
And in the end
Yes, in the end, everybody’s gonna pay

Whoo-ooh, whoo-ooh
Whoo-ooh, whoo-ooh
There will be a retribution
Revenge will have it’s day
And there will be no absolution
And all your secrets made of glass, they will break

Whoooo
There’s a storm that’s on it’s way
Hooooo
And in the end
Yes, in the end, everybody’s gonna pay

Whoo-ooh, whoo-ooh
Whoo-ooh, whoo-ooh

Whoooo
There’s a storm that’s on it’s way
Hooooo
And in the end
Yes, in the end, everybody’s gonna pay

Whoo-ooh, whoo-ooh
Whoo-ooh, whoo-ooh

“In the End,” by Andrew Simple, my May 2022 song and artist.