The Longest Day

When Everything Comes to an End

The Longest Day

The wind gently swept over seas of green
Rain fell upon the the earth with a soft pitter-patter
The sunset was the most glorious to ever be seen

The sounds of all waking to the morning light
Were truly wondrous because there would be no more
Although no one would survive to the night

Everything living creature now or from before
Was nothing more than a darkened void
No one to remember, it was truly nevermore

When all was done there was nothing left
No more songs to sing, no hearts beating fast
No one to mourn, not a soul was bereft

The quiet was beyond anything anyone has heard
And darker then the deepest void
In this universe of loss, nothingness was now employed

Who is there to remember? Who is there to mourn?
A vast, emptiness of space where time has come to an end
A place where not even a star can be borne
For all has ended without even a sound of a horn