In Dark Night Fallen Civilizations: Poetic Voices Must Rise In Eternity Poem by Terence George Craddock

if suddenly one day there was a comet strike that cracked the earth
a paradigm change or fragmentary body breaking up with air shocks
possible surface impacts extreme temperatures pressures producing
nanodiamonds in sediments destroying contemporary civilizations
or nuclear war or civilization crushing pandemic what of survivors
all science medicine history literature blasted erased from existence
were this to happen humanity would restart new voices perhaps new
languages always out of ruins old comes new hope new developments

if not civilizations cultures stagnate wither fail fall into extinctions
at night first in fear then comfort survivors would sit around fires
humanity limping crawling would restart reset the cloak to survive
no literature no stories no verses no rhyme to comfort babies
no literature no stories no verses no rhyme to ease adult burdens
the first story teller first bard is best storyteller around night camp fire

if writing is lost oral tradition memories will voice new stories
new stories in cadence rhythm rhyme to comfort sound inspire
to uplift souls lost in the night to birth hope uplifting generations
early birth music drums strings flutes heard in flickering firelight
songs must be sung words soft loud to ease eliminate night fears
if no poets were left singers would still sing songs lyrical soft hum
if all the poets had left singers would still sing poetic verse chorus
dreams wax rise in mind body poetic in lines in poetic verse chorus