Sonnet Of The End Poem by Jasmine Munns

The Sun's glorius light slowly pales
Confusion and great concern fills each soul
The petals of flowers dropp to the ground
Death covers the world, the same on that stole
The lives of many, but something greater
Will send us into eternal rest
The last bird song will sound and echo through
The empty space, how much can it be stressed
That this is the last time that we can be free
Now we no longer can control our fate
The hand of Decease has finally come
Through nature's dark forces to make us wait
For what we feared would come to end our being
The Armageddon, and life's brisk fleeing