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Seconds To Die
The only witness left... The moon, deep in space it sits, the earth, blown to bits, nothing left behind, no longer possessing the ability to protect Mankind, now only thick clouds of smoke filled the air, and the trees choke, as they tumble down, no humans around to hear the sounds, uprooted from the ground, angry branches crushing into dust, continents shattering, Oceans spraying marine life into the sky, unlike the way it was nurtured, it’s now left unprotected to die. God stood in the Heavens trying to look dignified, millions of years to evolve, and only seconds to die. From where God hovered over the destruction, he wondered how the humans felt now, their world bombed, the ground falling beneath their feet, all Mankind fallen to a needless defeat, the air gushing out of their lungs, nausea, death, extinction, destruction! God heard the innocent cry, he heard the sounds of panic, throbbing in his head, so much destruction, and everyone dead. God Heard his sanity calling, he heard the souls falling, all in his midst of madness, not one country, not one Super Power was willing to try, millions of years to evolve, and only seconds to die...
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