This Day Called Extinction
I wonder if one day the world will be quiet,
With everything gone and no one there.
Only hearing the strong rivers rush,
Nothing even to have a single care
When animals and people go away,
To quietly die in a peaceful place,
Just tree's swaying with the wind,
Being just as quiet as outerspace.
I don't know how it will befall,
But it will make a distinction,
I'm a little scared for this day,
This day called extinction.
Copyright © Chloe Corey | Year Posted 2015
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