There were cats and trees and bridges
Our souls will need stitches
As we climb with fingernails to reach the skies
We’ll promise God that we believed in him
The book told us to commit to him
Our mortgages look silly now
Faith is first in our resumes
The things we’ve done will resonate
Money is paper and it’s worthless now
Neighbors will become our enemies
Blaming each other for our armies
Everyone’s skin turned grey, how?
When the world ends we’ll ask for today
There will only be a yesterday
Eternal Death Valley during the month of May
By Anna Fernanda Medina
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Ohh that’s scary !
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