(Not sure what caused this poem, but I think a strange dream a couple years ago. That’s the fun of going through the old folders. Mysteries abound.)
Neon Genesis Evangelion
It starts with an explosion
From both sides of our world
And a whistle cuts the air
Shattering our eardrums
Forcing our nerves to curl
As we see a jagged tear
The sign of Earth’s corrosion
People gather in the street
Staring at the shredded sky
Whispering and worrying
Holding their loved ones tight
All feel that death is hurrying
To claim them as they die
Abandoning their cherished meat
A wind begins to howl and moan
Grabbing leaves right off the trees
It grows stronger by the second
Feeding the hungry tear
The endless void starts to beckon
People fall upon their knees
Hoping they will not face death alone
Another whistle screams
The famished tear entombs all life
Its heated bowels devour the globe
That spawned it by mistake
Created by an ambitious probe
Acting like a serrated knife
Ending our creator’s dream
Legends of Windemere 
I really like this poem Charles. It’s dark and could be applicable to the state of the world today. Really good my friend.
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Thanks. Didn’t really think of that. In fact, it’s from years ago. Long before things got this hectic. Then again, the direction of humanity has been pretty obvious for a while.
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Wow. This would also make a nice setup for a sci-fi novel.
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Thanks. Might work for fantasy too. 🙂
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Yes, either way would work well!
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Reminds me of space shuttle Columbia reentry.
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I hate to admit that I had to look that up. Weird that I don’t remember it being mentioned a lot where I was living at the time.
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Well here in Texas it was a big item. Most of the debris hit the ground in Texas
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Rather frustrating how events like that are made more local than national. Then again, it feels like things have changed with social media.
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So true.
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