The only things that will eventually prosper
Are the microbes.
Due to all our feats and efforts
They will inherit
Everything we do adds to the entropy of the universe. Everything kills.
We seem intent on wiping out all the creatures we can. Those we don’t eat, or keep as pets, we destroy.
We hunt for fun and spray for profit.
A hundred years from now there may not be a single wilderness or wild animal.
A thousand years from now the earth may be the home for bacterial sludge.