The End

The time will come When days will end. All life will cease. The end of Men. The earth will die With no remorse, As nature takes Its plotted course. No children left To wonder at the sky, Asking all their questions With wondering eyes. The time will come When the sun will rise, Only to be seen By dead men’s eyes. No plants to drink The golden light, They all will be gone Struck dead in their plight. The population will perish, The world will stop; All will be gone, Animal, plant, human, and crop. The time will come When all will grow dark, No sun left To find the earth as its mark. Then the wounds are too deep, Too many to mend. Time will be over, The earth is dead. The end.