February 20, 2018Poem

The world did end

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The world did end

I was there

To see it happen

Looked it in the face

Saw the truth

Of my inconsequence

On the continuance

Of this place

Rotating even as I waited

For an understanding

Of its progression

Stumbled over words

With a small voice

Lacking cadence

Drifted in a slurry

Of yesterdays

Watched as everything

Moved further away

Until finally, it stopped

The lights blinked out

Even as the sun shone

There was darkness

In every colour

As every little thing bled

One into another

Even though I saw

The turning of the days

The passion

In other plays

There was no impact

On such alien surroundings

No decision

Asked or made

Nothing to change

The direction

Of travel

The world did end

Until

Slowly, it started up

Again

Without me.