Authored: August 20, 2021

The Sun rose elegantly into blood filled skies
A mourning had approached, an elegy set
The thousand years trees had seen it all, lay witness to monstrosity
The leaves fallen on acrid earth
Littered with bones of a fallen race
Kept underneath, the last of the trees to forget
The sun rose that day, and the light uncovered
Hollow eyes looked out upon the clouds laden with suffering.

Those who became lost
Unrecovered
Memories left fleeting in words unspoken
Remembrance of yesterday that could not be recovered
In the air, that virus floated in mournful gusts
Slowly fading out of existence
Somewhere on that Earth, in a city, the last of the electricity
Flowed into a computer terminal
And on a blank screen all but for this question.

Abort? Retry? Continue?

Soon the last of the electricity would stop
And this question would fade
Fade into the oblivions of an eternity full of yesterdays.