It might remind you of the movie dinosaurs, but the is no happy ending, OR strange mammal |
Last one Standing One by one they begin to drop, but we must go on always on to find a home where green still grows, to find a place that the sun shines bright. His head falls low to the ground his body sways to the breeze. He begins to slow then he stops falling to his knees. Mom is sad, he cries out, on we walk ... and then he drops to the ground. We must keep moving, we cannot stop. To stop means to fall and not get up. Food is scarce, the world's dark. Night is day, they are one. With each hour that passes more and more drop aside. Eyes ahead, don't look back. The predators, the sharp tooth creatures have come to feed on our weak. Looking back I remember the day when my life so very changed. leaves where out, green and pure. Then the sky fell in one fiery blast straight from the heavens to the world below. Flash, crash, shock felt around the world. many drop right where they stand, many fell never to rise again. The world turned dark as the bottomless pits. Days went past. Plants all died. The herd moved on. Across the land, in search of food, green life to eat. We're picked off one by one. Hunters are all around, on are heels, breathing down are necks, there's nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. Weeks go by and I stand alone. No friends or family beside me, no carnivores in pursuit. The dust has cleared, the sky is blue, grass grows at my feet. I look up as the rain soaks the ground, but it is to late for me to be saved, I am the last of all to fall. The world goes quiet, not a sound is heard. Now I go to join my herd. |