Cruel Fate Poem by Jacob Courtney

Fire rains from above as the world
draws closer to an end. We have
succeded in destorying ourselves now
we fight over what little food remains.
Hundreds of thousands died instantly
all those years ago now less than a couple
hundred thousand remain after all these
years of war. The earth is dying slowly
as she can no longer take the pressure
of handling life. The atmosphere has
started to disapate away with the tempature
getting higher and higher with each passing
year. Many die from the radiation that
has spread around the lands. It still
spreads across the land with no end in
sight it seems. So no land will be safe
for us. We will perish either by our
enemies hands or the worlds. Either way
we must suffer a cruel fate.