The Same End
The whole world is burning
Everything is turned to ashes
The survivors hold the burden
Of building the world from scratches
The soil is not fertile
The rivers disappeared
There's no woman or child
Blackness threw in their hearts fear
They cried and wept for days
They feared their hair turning grey
They yelled and shouted out of rage
They were dying slowly of age
Their days were long
Their nights were sleepless
They all stood strong
Yet their strength was needless
They all knew that the end was coming
There was no hiding or running
They all waited for the devil's drumming
Will it be a month or a dozen?
Some of them gave in
Some of them looked at death with a grin
Some of them thought they can win
Some of them cried at their sins
One night the heat was rising
A man claimed knowledge and started analyzing
A man prayed and started symbolizing
A man stood behind and started realizing
"We shall die" one of them said
"I'll pray for God" the other one pled
"I shall die my way" the other one bled
Silence spread, all the others fled
All the men had the same end
All the men are now dead
Copyright © Heath Gebreek | Year Posted 2019
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