End of the World – Poetry

The dream carried with it,
A prohecy so true.

He set out,
All the way across the world.

To preach,
To warn.

People mocked him,
They laughed at him.

None ready to heed his words,
For he was a mad man to them.

He did not give up,
He did not despair.

He travelled the world tirelessly,
He was chosen and only him.

No matter the pain,
No matter the response.

Warning his species,
Was the task assigned to him.

Warn, he will,
Till the end comes near.

He will remain the first,
And the only true follower!

Photo by Patrick Hendry on Unsplash


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