Impending doom had been predicted for noon.
Panic filled the air as we wove through streets crammed;
Men and women screaming
Husbands and wives fighting
Mothers and fathers crying.
"The fury of God is upon us!" they proclaim,
"Run for your lives!"
Possessions strewn across doomed streets,
discarded forever amidst the chaos.
But no one cares.
No one cares that they will never see that treasured piece again.
No one cares they will never that beloved person again.
The disaster that ensues could never have been predicted.
All is over, all is lost.
The world is ending,
His decision pending.
It is Judgement day
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I have been toying with this idea for so long. It intrigues me and this is what i have come up with so far. Would love to know what everyone thinks and if you have any ideas for the concept...
