Jupiter Has Fallen

We stay in this underground fortress will it be our salvation or our tomb Can we survive the pending onslaught is this a heroic suicide that history will forget the vanquished are damned to be erased from the pages of history Three months earlier we knew Jupiter had fallen, but how She was as large as the moon had impenetrable shields She was our last hope of our earth's race We wait Those who could fled, thousands so many thousands those who can't wait, hundreds just hundreds Can we be undetected or do they know Are we betrayed No one is coming to save us No one will ever return to a planet scorched and burnt by a power as strong as seven suns A quiet unity combines a thousand souls buried deep within the earth A sonic boom shakes the earth faceless souls tremble They are here Slowly I peel away from the masses Up the steep slope I climb I open the barrier seal door and lift it up to reveal an deserted earth desolated and empty bone dry with the dust of ashes from once living things I left up my arms and walk into the wind embracing the spirit of my mother earth Slowly I am joined one by one until the underground fortress has empty of it's thousand, men, women, children Old, young, healthy and infirm but living We are alive, we are survivors They passed us by, not worth their time and pursued those who fled Why would they worry about a planet deem dead Why bother with a tiny blue sphere insignificant, unwanted and thought exterminated I place my arms down and smile relief a steady breeze wisps away the ashes green blades asunder are revealed In the horizon a flash of lightning a clasp of thunder, the sweet smell of cooling rain People embrace, people cry Jupiter has fallen, but we still stand We won after all.