By: Thomas Ferris

The world in ending

Same way as it begun

Through fire and smoke

Trees covered in fire like cotton candy

Screams of bloody terror

Fire every where you can see

Waters full of forgotten oil

Trees growing nothing but ash

Walkways full of bones

When the smoke was gone

And the screaming stopped

There was nothing left

No water

No life

No survivors

The world has ended

The world is finally pure

Why do we feel this is funny

Why do we feel this is a joke