All The Black Flowers

A silver cyclone,  
A crimson typhoon
Fire in the sky
Now there’s a hole in the moon
 
Panic hits the ground
The population ran
Shelter was seeked
 But never found
Alliances were forged
Friendships lost
Survival of the fittest
No matter what the cost
 
Nature delivered an Ultimatum,
Contagion, infection begins
Death and dysentery  
Panic kicks in
 
Scorched trees protect their roots with their decaying husks
The countryside around them pulsates then erupts
Grass and bone transmute to matter
Flesh and blood implode to form rot
cheers human race thats your lot.
 
Everybody died
Not a soul survived
The planet became a tomb
Silence was lost as the planet went…………BOOM!
 
And all that remained were all the black flowers
One for every life
Floating silently
lost adrift like driftwood in space  
Mother Nature had lost her life
…And so had the human race.