In The End

In The End

A Poem by Lucia Morgan

The trees have been bent,
It's birds fly aground,
And around the shallow, cool pools of the forest,
Animals fall down.

Veins bleed red toxic,
Eyes blind in the light.
The sun's never coming,
The dark must have won the great fight.

Only grey, round, polluted clouds,
Answered by blank faces.

What has happened?

The moon, too, just cannot place it. 
It is the end.

© 2013 Lucia Morgan

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This poem has a sense of hopelessness, and rings of truths. Well done!

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Added on February 21, 2010
Last Updated on July 10, 2013
Tags: end of world, society, decay, global warming, ignorance, nature, death, the world


Lucia Morgan
Lucia Morgan

Tempe, AZ

shy. enjoys everyday things. aspiring writer. favorite books include All Quite On The Western Front, The Bell Jar, and others. favorite authors include Vladimir Nabokov, Kurt Vonnegut, Ernest.. more..

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