OneAs I glance far away,I see darkness and emptiness,huge masses of decay,rotten corpses at my footsteps,and I know now that the war has ended.The war of destruction and chaos, a war that has left nothingbut one living human.I wish that I wasn't savedfrom this war,but a bomb shelterkept me away from death.I am alone in pain and suffering,tears run down my cheeksas I try to rememberthe loved ones that I have lost,the innocent peopleWho kept giving us warningthat the war wouldend civilization and mankind.But it didn't,it left one human beingin this empty worldto stare and ponderat the thought of being alone,alone at the end of the world.by Peter Hartofilis, Jackson Heights, NY