I saw the end of the world.
I saw our dying Earth.
I saw a fraternal grave
Without any cross.
I was running away.
I heard a strange sound,
So wild and horrible,
Coming from the ground.
It happened suddenly,
Like a rage of the God.
It was so painful.
I couldn’t stop my blood.
It was a simple day,
It was not a black night.
And we all were blinded
With a hellish light.
Everywhere lied torn flesh,
Wounds that would never heal.
It was a greatest power
To punish us and to kill.
And among stranger’s cries
I heard your voice there.
I was screaming only your name.
I died and you died with me.
(2004,September)
The end of the world
© Copyright: Ди Блэк, 2009
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