The end

By , Manhasset Hills, NY
Rasping winds blew
Into the eye of the storm
The sky a red hue

As man flew in a swarm
A homeless man screamed, “Chaos is here!”
A sobbing child stood forlorn.

Isolated by fear
Wondering where the world he knew had gone
A childless father took him near

“You won’t face the end alone.”
“But why must it end?”
“Because man pretended as if he had not known….

“The message his actions would send.
“That my son is why it must all end.”





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