From Creation To the End

From the creation to the end From a speck in the gloomy and taciturn void of space First came sand then ready reigned rain Creatures roam the Earth with no name or race Every creature lived and roamed, no efface Titanic and verdant mountains rose over the desolate plain, They hustled through the rubble and trouble just to gnaw They struggled with the muscle and knuckle to live raw, Brothers! The end is nigh near You won’t wake up one day The clutches of the machine I fear Your phone took your world, oh so dear Technology bites us just like a tiger biting its prey, The phones shall kill us and gawk with transfix The moans shall chill us and knock with hiss.