When can we say,
That the world has ended?
Would it happen in a day,
Or has it been years it has pended?
The trees will uproot,
And the water will drain.
To some, they won’t give a hoot
To others, there will be much pain.
When the world has reached its climax
I want to see the true colors
And relax.
Because it won’t be me, but to the others
I will raise my hand and say one final goodbye.