Last of the days
The sun is deadThe grass is gone
Air and sky are full of red
Forever on the brink of dawn
Clouds are grey
Leaves have dried and fell to the ground
Not a living soul can stay
Nothing has produced sound
The flowers fall and cry
As life is being sucked away
Even to the final fly
With no a second of delay
A bolt of lightening
Crashing sound of thunder
So powerful and frightening
Yet no existence can even wonder
Sea's are so still
The wind has died today
Nothing left to kill
As earth appears to die away
Silence fills the day
Nothing flying, no vehicles driving
Because today is judgement day
No time for fear and dying
It happens all too fast
No dreaming, no screaming
Nothing is built to last
Do we all know the final result and its meaning?
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