Futurovertigo...

Yesterday I fell on my head
And when I stood up again on my two feet
The Earth was in a right state
Black blood spurting from every crater
Dirt and filth being thrown in the air
Green and blue had become red 
Birds had vanished
Children were hungry
Clouds were sick yellow
The air was burning my lungs
...
O boy! what a bad dream it was, or was it not?