It Comes In Waves Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

For years to come.
There will be a reality that must be faced.
That must be embraced.
The game has changed.
I only thought a war could bring on such fate.
But now I can see the apple for the tree.
For the elderly this has become dire.
I'm sure for nobody in no way was this to be desired.
They say the median age is just phase.
But I just don't know.
The health of the world under a galatic microscope.
Class decides like never before.
Do you have what you need for the invasion you can't see.
Self sufficient comes with new meaning.
We loaded the gun, now we're running, racing, trying to save as many as we can.
But the bullets are still coming.
Till a few months ago we still thought we were gods among insects.
The fall was hard, monuments crumbled, as the last bit of pride died.
Finally understanding with the right wind entire populations, species can be wiped from this planet.
So desperate for a simple answer, a one word cure.
Still under the illusion that science can solve every problem faced.
But sometimes time burns the forest before enough water can be brought to be bare.
Am I scared, is something that repeats.
But of course, but not enough to give up in despair.
Even if we are so unprepared.
Sometimes a battle must be fought and lost, so we can buy time to be ready for the next.
And I can only hope we are.