End Of Days Poem by mick weaver

Judgement day is almost here
People in fear
Get the word out
The end is near

Billbaords on the rise
Word in the streets
Spread the news
We gotta get out of here

People might think
Time to react
It's to late for that
Matter of fact

After all the Ciaos
Do you really wanna come back?
Time to move forward
To who knows where

I dont care
I just wanna flee
Its time to prepare
I want outta here

We ruined these cities
Its like were under attack
Time is short
See you after the fact