Humanities death
Pretty dark poem
Buildings crumble
Old men grumble
Wind blows
Water overflows
People scream
Children awake from dreams
Cars crash
Roads look like trash
This is what chaos looks like
Water crashing through the dike
The land starts to fold
This is the end of the world
Rattling sounds are teeth
This is human death.
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thnx iedereen
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