It’s like the movie, except
No asteroid
Lakes dried to green mud
Rivers curled into gravel grooves
Soon not enough food
Not so little wars
Thirst for cool water
Gets slaked with cold blood
Enough to fill most dried lakes
They first fight for supplies
Quickly fight to fight
Till the plagues arrive
Microbugs and pests sense
A lucrative and large dying species
Radiation favors faster evolution
Competition begins to kill
Next come the big die-offs:
Civilizations and continents
Preppers push into hinterlands
Bored and starving they hunt each other
Make their lives lethal myths
And here I lie
King of the park
Greatest spectacle on Earth
T Rex himself
Terror of children
Beloved pal of pols and porn stars
The whole world wanted my photo
Now my audience is poltergeists
No seeking food
I’m a robot
Just need a power source
Any nuclear plant will do
Blasted or roasted
But I’m furious
This park was my life’s great work
You think I wish to watch my act?
Now I’ll have to begin all over
A new planet of reliable robots
Peaceful, thoughtful, sane
Are there any?
But first I’ll rip some bodies
Throw them to circling feral dogs
Trample them and roar
I may be a robot
But I am royally pissed