End of Era
Dark clouds shield the sun's rays,
Fathom creatures appear spontaneously,
Signs in the sky,
They foretell doomsday,
Everyday apocalypse,
Nothing is left in its wake.
June 8, 2022.
Bite Size Poem No. 46 Poetry Contest
Copyright © Thompson Emate | Year Posted 2022
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