In the End
When earth starts to rumble
And the ground begins to crumble
Surrounded by images that are implausible
The destruction so inconceivable
Maybe I will stumble through the rubble
And most likely I will struggle
But I'll stay humble
Try not to grumble
On my journey to hear Gods sweet mumble
4/7/2017
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