Thee End

Soon.. the sun would go cold
unable to stand its heat
Its flame will be an unkindable coal, cold
for an ire greater, she is meant to meet

Soon.. there would be no stars in the sky
they would all shrink and fall
like leaves, they would all crack when dry
and when she does, that would be all

Soon.. there would be no angels on earth
the last that fell is returning
the world she knew right from birth
refused her a sense of belonging

- Jason