THE END

THE END


A day will come
When time will stop.
Sun will be dark,
The sky will drop.

Wind will be still,
Rivers will freeze.
Life will be dead,
All pain will ease.

Man will not then
Rule o’er the beast.
Of men, the beasts
Will make a feast.

Angels and ghosts
Will roam around;
Just their whispers,
The only sound.

God and Satan
Will have a laugh:
World without man
Is better off!



* Written in abcb 4-4-4-4 format.
* Initially written as entry 397671 in the book Miscellanea, "MISCELLANEA" , from where it was deleted on 26 Feb. 2011 and posted as the present item.

M C Gupta
15 May 2005