Tip tap, tip tap, toe taps the floor. keeping time with the clock ticken on the wall. knock knock someone knocking at the door. Pounding so hard the pictures fall.
Scream's from the outside is anybody home? Dog barking on the inside, must be alone. The wind is blowing the bell in the steaple. I look all around, Where are the people?
The streets are empty Not a soul around. No one with me. Looks like a ghost town. Cars are left running in the road. Only thing around is a horny back toad.
No one to argue with, everybody's gone.With out people the world anew has begun. And in the destruction upon ourselves bestowed. Without production, the whole thing explodes.
So will this be our end? Without people the world will bloom again. And all of the destruction no more left to cleanse. Without people. A world renewed begins.
Originally Posted On Site: 2009-01-24 16:32:19
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