Our Fate Awaits
The days stretch so long,
sky hot and burning.
Unbearable heat
shall dry up this earth,
split the ground apart.
We have lost sight,
not in control
of destiny
or of our world.
Wait to die,
fate awaits
to take us.
Look back,
too late!
Gone!
12th July, 2012 (c)
Copyright © Steven Beesley | Year Posted 2012
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