The evils of the world, the evils of the world
unfurled in front eyes that are young and innocent
piling up into a poison planted deep
this world....a place where no one fits in,
where everyone tries all their lives to fit in and blend,
but the rules don't ever bend. And just then......we all die
the end of the world will come while
mothers and fathers play with their children
while homeless men and women struggle to find
a days meal or a days poison of choice
while cats and dogs play in backyards or in comfortable homes
while families sleep in comfortable beds
while the sun and moon shine in the sky
while the cool breeze blows through a summer's day
while the teenagers sneak out of their bedroom
windows to run off in the night with friends
while the couple enjoys the timeless beauty
of spending time together, the timeless love
while the sick and dying lie in hospital beds
awaiting the reprieve of death to take them
while the mindless ones in mental institutions
meander in the daily routines of medications and mindlessness
while we are at work, making money to survive...to survive
while we all stand and wonder why it all had to be this way
and just then....we all die
the skies will darken into a blackened day
and a smoldering night, where the fires that burn
burn more bright than the stars and moon and sun
the wave of death will pass through anything and everything
explosions of flame and screams,
of crushing forces and crushing sadness
explosions of the saddest of realities
of a rush of reality that none were ready for
that last minute thing to get done
a mother rushing to her kids
a man rushing to find his aged mother
a husband rushing to find and protect his wife
the need to get to the loved one so dear
that final embrace before the wave of inevitability hits
that last minute thing a person needs to say
to a loved one, the crushing force of reality
the homeless man or woman with no one to find
with the sad reality of being alone at the end of the worldtheir choice will be the rush to find their poison of choice..or to find god
the last minute things before the inevitable end
foisted upon those that want to live
upon those that had everything to give
upon the man that just wanted love
upon the child in the orphanage that just wanted
parents that cared, that loved them
upon the woman wishing she could have that last perfect kiss
upon the man that loved so deeply and wanted so much to be
near and with the woman of his heart, but he stands alone
upon the innocent ones, upon the loneliest nights
upon the hollow halls of every one's mind
explosions that wont echo at all
the cries heard wont last but a fraction of time
before all are left behind.....left behind
cries so loud and so gutting, the terror of dying alone
the cries of a mother for her children that died
the cries of a father that couldn't keep his family safe
the cries of the homeless man forgotten by all and tossed aside
the cries of the earth itself.....
the cries of the stars being forced to watch a torturous end
the sadness of knowing death has come....and there will be
no past, no future, no time exists, no nothing remains
no pictures or memories, no tomb stones, no nothing
no trees, no houses on city streets, no animals, no, no earth
people will gather together in desperate panic
attempts to flee the end of the world
there will be small pockets of humanity at it's finest
but there will also be a loss of humanity so great
the entire world will feel it
trees will weep, animals will be saddened
the mother, the father, the brother, and sister
all of which will cry alone in the flames
the man, the woman, the ailing grandmother or grandfather
no holds are barred for the end of the world
there will be those that climb the mountains, just
to get a good view of the end of things coming towards them
mankind will inevitably lose it's mind
they'll celebrate and dance and get drunk
looters will loot, madness will consume all
and the young child plays alone immune to the
imminent reality of death and flames and explosions
buildings and cities will lie emptied of all life
earthquakes will shake all the corners, cracks and crevices
toppling buildings, homes, and bridges like dominoes
lives will be crushed, lives will be burned up
lives will evaporate like the steam from boiling water
the forests will rage with a flame never seen
a flame higher than the highest mountains
volcanoes will erupt in explosions of the hottest of flames
the lava will flow like rivers consuming everything
animals will flee with no where to hide
nowhere to escape the agony of sheer defeat
no escape, no escape, the harshest of realities, the harshest
man will run to the highest peaks, to the planes that fly in the sky
to the rockets and shuttles that fly in space
he will run and flee to the deepest of waters
but the waves of death and flame will lay claim to anything and everything
the explosions and flames will evaporate the oceans and rivers and lakes
the steam will sear the flesh from his bones
and his bones will burn to a dust that becomes nothing
in the empty void of what once was
of what could have been, of what most all
wanted to have happen
space will have no mention of it all, no voice
to tell the tale of what was, there will be nothing
and the universe will expand and contract
again and again stopping for nothing until
the ultimate end
the end of the universe
the end of all realities
the totality of nothing
this is based off of several dreams
that i've had off and on for a couple of months now
very vivid and surreal dreams almost
like a vision, but not quite
it is still not finished, but i figured i'd share what is there so far
