It seems quit as the storm
Gathers momentum getting
Ready to sweep natures floor
Of humanity and it’s endeavors
To raid the stores of history
And those things which have
Evolved along with us for
Balance to be restored and
Thus we sleep an uneasy sleep
Of ponder to wonder will we
Wake once more to see the
Dawn or will that corus be of
Our demise and those things
We did aspire to without thought
Or consideration of the longevity
Of those things whoms life and
Space we did ignore in search
Of our own existence again
The night has fallen and we
Give thanks for the Passing
Of another day that should have
Been our last