Worlds End - Poem by Coty Markham
Darkness surrounding in every direction,
stealing that last bit of original perfection.
Everything changing from new to old,
everyone doing what they're told.
loves a blur
stabbing happening with knives seraded.
people infected with Hivs,
Drugs are all around,
its a wonder why we arent all in the ground.
The worlds is coming to an end,
yet on the government we depend.
keep us safe with bombs and guns,
this world is just one big pun.
I dont know why we aim to perfection..
when darkness is coming in every direction.
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