End Contest

A trumpet sounds, no one’s prepared Even the pope seems surprisingly scared The sky turns to ash, the sun slowly fades The lives we’ve known, have made us all slaves Not one dollar matters, not anymore That’s what the implanted chips are now for The world wonders how it all came to this Mournfully wishing they hadn’t missed Smoke arises from the west Aware we failed this precious life’s test Shackles hold us all in line As we’re violently beat, one person at a time Delusions set in, there isn’t mercy any more The next seven years of agony we all must endure We sing hymns from centuries past Praying the torment will not last Yet, we can’t seem to keep our minds sane Realizing it was all a sadistic game We try to call on the police Then realize they’re with the uncompromising beast And we gasp and we bleed Wishing someone would lead But we’re alone on the ground And we’re never going to be found For life as we’ve known it quickly subsides Everything we needed they now override. BY: Sabina Nicole