Apis of Apocalypse

Apis of Apocalypse - 06.08.2017 Whatever hope left Died with the mass of wilting Gardenias and more Plumes that once decorated And harvest that once fed us Gone... - Farmer V.Adelhyde Buzzing in the wind Harbinger of death singing The dust storms settling Lo and behold what comes next The endless days in hunger Fields of green now sand Horizons forever changed A thousand years more Wicked fields of crow and dust Litter the surface by storm This is the end now A lonely planet of doom Poem of despair This is the mark of the beast No more tomatoes shall bloom Goodbye my Apis goodbye Goodbye my Apis won't fly Goodbye my Apis and die Goodbye my Apis we cry...