Dying Planet

the solemn grey skies of the first afternoon snows up here in the mountains by the lake no buses roar no blasting boom-box no crack vials on my lawn but no magic purple room alive with music no friends with whom to make it no favorite haunts to visit no chance to wallow in sad losses and visual reminders but they're just as vivid in my mind and neither time nor distance can weaken my loss bears in the wild and babes in the woods the rain of pain strikes unsheltered souls who's only crime was to be too human too innocently ignorant of death but death will find us teach us master us it reigns eternal snows will fall and forests will burn and mighty steel towers rust to mounds of dust the sun will darken the oceans disappear the earth will vaporize but death will still lurk elsewhere other worlds to tame other life-forms to snuff out on some world, somewhere, it just started snowing for the very first time on some other world many billions of years of life are suddenly extinguished when the last living creature is touched by death death that awaits me death that awaits you it's a violent universe where it is only change that doesn't change and death is always the master its fingers are long and aged and it smiles in certain anticipation of its eventual- its assured, final victory