The Lingering Darkness

The thunder

Rumbles

From the deep.

It isn’t over

Not by a

Damned sight.

The days

Become long

The nightmares

Became hellish.

For what will become

Of the others

Once they’ve seen

What we’ve became?

Just remember

To laugh

At the blood

And guts

And it won’t be

So bad.

Look up

And see

The black clouds

Under a red sky.

The Sun

Tries its best

To penetrate

The Deadly Clouds

But with little success.

Engulfed

In Sulfur

And the

Burning Flesh

As Neighborhood Grills

Become Crematoriums.

The people

Are all

In mourning

And where once

Cheers

Of happiness

Now lead

To superior pain

And suffering.

And the Echoes

Of Man

Alike

Are sobbing away

Wishing

That there was

A way out.

As the Judge’s Gavel

Falls

Another innocent man

Or woman

Or child

Is Condemned to Death

So that Mankind

Could Shift the Blame

Onto someone else’s

Shoulders.

Buildings

Burn.

Corpses

Burn.

The burning

Of everything

That the World

Once knew

Is behind them.

For this

Is the future.

This is the World

That I

See.

And to All My Readers

I must ask

This one question.

Did you miss me?
I was never

Gone

Just on vacation.

The Lingering Darkness

Is on the horizon

Not a soul

Can hide

From it.