The 'Poem A Day' Project - Day 32 Poem by Flying Lemming

The end of the world is nigh he said
And he was right, I shot him dead

You can spend far too much time
And energy looking for a sign
That life is going to end real soon
To pop like some doomed balloon
And all your dreams will go unseen
You’ll not be what you might have been
That all the struggle is for naught
Your time on earth will be cut short
Just don’t forget as you live in fear
To enjoy the life while its still here