The End of the World (Poem)

Feb 20, 2010 20:17

Came the breeze
Of long ago
That whispers of
Something unknown
Spreading whisper
Of a myth
That something here
Is amiss
It told the trees
To hide their leaves
And told the seas
To lie deep below
For time had turned
And once again
The evil Thaine
Walked earth once more
The skys turned black
And Mountains fell
Turned to ash
Where the plains
And then the wind
Died down at last
The skys cleared up
And life returned
But so much was lost
And not much was there
The mountains grew
And birds then flew
Plains then died
And humans cried
As everything around them
Came crashing down
The death of men
Brought him again
And what was lost
Was then again found
The world was lost
And then came the worst
Nothing escaped
From the end
The world destroyed
Without a chance
For any to survive
The world was gone
Forever from space
And none still live
To tell of its fate
Now it moves
To a new target
It is spreading all over
It's out of control
There is no hope
In the end of the world...

~Tommie J. Smith (Zionia) on 12/4/2005
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