Smoked out of Eden

You will try
not to breathe  
shielding your eyes from the flame  
when the windows shatter  
and the walls scream  
when bodies writhe upon the floor  
But you should thank me  
for you are lucky to have witnessed  
what only I could know before  
You started with two  
until seven billion greedlings  
grew rotten to the core  
The last rats to leave  
my once perfect planet  
smoked out from the Eden  
I never intended  
to be 'yours'