Apocalypse When
A blinding flash our planet will crash
To drab desertification
Burning up and drying out
To dust our monuments
Nowhere can we hide
Bleaching our bones
With white heat
Caught cold
Doomed
Copyright © Denis Bruce | Year Posted 2021
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