In the end, the world will perish, we shall all expire,
Joys and sorrows reduced to dust, consumed by fire.
Towers tall and city walls shall crumble and sink,
The roads we tread in weariness will lose their link.
Perhaps a mighty volcano shall erupt in fury,
Or a falling meteorite, in the dark sky's flurry.
Wars and bombs, anger's explosions in the night,
In the end, all shall fade, vanishing from sight.
We couldn't utter a word, so silent was the fray,
Now, as time has passed,...