it wont be long now it wont be long man is making deserts of the earth it wont be long now before man will have used it up so that nothing but ants and centipedes and scorpions can find a living on it man has oppressed us for a million years but he goes on steadily cutting the ground from under his own feet making deserts deserts deserts …what man calls civilization always results in deserts man is never on the square he uses up the fat and greenery of the earth each generation wastes a little more of the future
america was once a paradise of timberland and stream but it is dying because of the greed and money lust of a thousand little kings who slashed the timber all to hell and would not be controlled and changed the climate and stole the rainfall from posterity and it wont be long now it wont be long till everything is desert from the alleghenies to the rockies
the deserts are coming, the deserts are spreading the springs and streams are drying up
one day the mississippi itself will be a bed of sand ants and scorpions and centipedes shall inherit the earth men talk of money and industry of hard times and recoveries of finance and economics
but the ants wait and the scorpions wait for while men talk they are making deserts getting the world ready for the conquering ant drought and erosion and desert because men cannot learn
rainfall passing off in flood and freshet and carrying good soil with it because there are no longer forests to withhold the water in the billion reticulations of the roots it wont be long now it won’t be long till earth is barren as the moon and sapless as a mumbled bone.
-Don Marquis, writing as “Archy” the Cockroach” in 1918