Last Acorn

Last Acorn  

the last acorn on earth
was lonely
the old oak trees
were dying

and humanity was gone
killed off by the corona virus 
round two 
that erupted out of China
like a bat out of hell
killing almost all humans

and without humans 
well somethings just did not happen
and the oak trees were abandoned
and he was the last acorn
the last of his species alive

he wept when he realized
that he would die
all alone
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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