The Vaccine
For centuries humans thrived.
Education, how they survived.
Changing environments a challenge.
Through clever skills they managed.
Became prepared for any situation.
Assuming no more devastation.
The dark sky brightening.
Impossible war, not lightening.
Everyone chanting prayers.
Gods no longer cared.
The beings who started it all
Came to make it fall.
Humans will no longer possess
A future without distress.
Blessing to die than to strive.
Never be a chance to survive.
A planet devoid of a vaccine
As Earth is wiped clean.
Copyright © Sean Day | Year Posted 2014
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