The End

Our home.
Gone.
Our lives.
Over.
What has happened?
Where will we go?
I believe we know,
we are just to afraid to say anything.
We don't know where we'll go after this,
we never do.
I guess that's what makes human so special...

As all four of us,
hand in hand,
we begin to pray to the Gods or the one and only...
We can never leave each other in the dust,
never alone.
We made that oath.
Even if the world is ending,
we hold on to each other
tighter,
our knuckles turning white.

After our world
crumbles to an end,
we know
God
will have room for us above
in the white clouds.
We know
always after an end
there
is always a new
beginning.