make & sell such a lot of stuff
that the planet hasn’t nearly enough
space to process all the packaging
or make good all the ravaging
global disasters averaging
populations fighting & scavenging
then you spill out all the gold in your pockets
build a fleet of boujee rockets
leave before the earth blows up
sleep in pods till a planet shows up
land, tentatively open the hatch
and do the same again from scratch