The End Of Time Poem by Njousi Abang

The world moves on and on
While the monster develops
Its deadly fangs to maim and kill
All the people on the globe
As they blindly strive to live
And satisfy their base instincts
While pollution and climate change
Continue to prepare the way
For the great Bang
And the monster's last action

In some parts there will be
Hurricanes, storms and floods
Whereas in others uncontrollable fires
Will eat up the flora and fauna
The rest if any will suffer
From strange deadly diseases
And so in all climes on earth
The monster will lash on
And may finally have its say.
Stay watchful for any watchman
Who falls asleep will have himself to blame