A Mind Infinite

Infinity: The Views of a Dreamer

The Day Humanity Died

Black clouds filled the sky,

shutting away all light

Ashes poured as if rain,

sirens in the background deafened ears

The bright light moments before the darkness,

ripped through the skin of those in sight, melting corpses as if manikins

Screaming died fast,

when the only sound of life forever gone

Putrid smells crawled into the nose,

the smell of a thousand mass graves remained stained in my brain

There was nowhere to flee from death,

rivers poured the charcoal of decaying bodies from their mouths

Children, they were just children,

children who once laughed and playfully smiled reduced to dark silhouettes face down in the water

Survivors filled with dread and panic, no longer thought straight,

with open arms they welcomed the madman who shouted through the speakers promising salvation

As the soldiers poured in,

not a soul batted an eye

Even when neighbors were drug with black bags over their heads in the street

The madman roared as his power grew labeling the disappeared as degenerates and enemies

Frightened, no one spoke a word,

for it was not them who had been taken into the night

This is when the real death arrived,

imprisonment by fear only left hallow shells of men behind

There we no more happy days after that,

art preserved no longer evoked feeling

Sounds and words meaningless to the distant souls

The death of compassion and reason marked an end,

the final breath of all humanity

There was no turning back or hope,

pieces of the puzzle of society could not be put back together again

What of the madman?

A king of nothing,

ruler of decay destined to fade away into the darkness the day humanity died

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This entry was posted on May 17, 2014 by in Poetry and tagged , , , , , , , , , .
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