End of Days

...inspired by 'The Salamander' by C.S. Lewis The sun bore down with blinding rays, the oceans boiled and came to naught, it was withal the end of days with every living creature caught, when from the rocks, agile, adept, a tiny lizard meekly crept. With roughened skin and beady eye he reconnoitered through the haze, no stranger to a blazing sky it lay in shade, at last to laze, it raised his head, albeit weak, and rallied, then began to speak. "The Future of Mankind is sealed, the devil's bell has tolled and won, no recompense, no last appeal, eclipsed before you have begun to fight disease and lawlessness, the hallmarks of your wickedness. No light will break from yonder stars to help you in your hour of need, your destiny these blighted scars that seal your folly and your greed, alone with your predicament, God's only live experiment. To mess with Nature to your shame, to disregard His Holy Name, to vilify the Golden Rule will label you the Biggest Fool, death comes quick as you will see, the bell has tolled, and tolled for thee."