Apocalypse

It was now a hard truth Evil had reaped its fruits The world is now made up of melted bodies The result being of humankind's atrocities Everywhere lies death Nowhere can be seen health Pollution thrives Toxic wastes grow as bees in hives Life was destroyed To keep itself buoyed Man built himself an arc When there was no light, in the night's dark But water ran through And killed everyone, so true! Now only remained dead skeletons Floating around in millions Harsh word indeed Apocalypse is now the creed The Lord was not worried As they sowed, so have they reaped!