Till The Apocalypse Comes

What are we all waiting for?

For the rains to turn into acid?

For the sunshine to combust and give us burns all over?

For the earth to stop revolving and rotating in the cosmos?

For the air to be filled with poison?

For the plants to exhale death?

For the soil to become rigid?

For the stars to break the heart?

For the lovers to get apart?

Or, for humanity to die?

Are we not in our senses to hold on to each other, in this time of crisis?

Are we not humane enough to let our fellows live in peace?

Are we not considered much to see the tears of the families of the ones who are dying?

Are we not sensitive enough to let it all cease?

Till the apocalypse comes, let's hold each other's hand,

Though there are seclusions, let us all in unity stand.

To fight the disaster, engulfing our life,

Together we will win, if we all strive.