The end is near
But don’t you shed a tear
It will all be over shortly
Life as we know it will suddenly disappear
Who can say it will ever reappear?
And if it does
It won’t last long
So bring all your belongings along
Flee like a bee
Up to the sky
Away from the naked eye
Maybe you will be safe
But what’s safe?
When it’s the end
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem