Foul Play...

The sun was giving away blissful gestures

when they got out into the field.

The air waved smoothly, welcoming the life,

they unpaused after a long lead.

Mesmerized by the gloom, they started moving

through the woods, passing the springs.

After the world saw the black day,

there remained a few open strings.

The path looked different, scary and opaque;

their conscience didn`t help this time either.

She`d given them the time

to stop the upcoming unbearable glitter.

She gave the signs, waited long enough,

she melted the ice, sliced the glaciers,

she killed some fishes, removed some animals,

she did her best to show that she was the most precious.

They did have eyes but never opened them to watch,

did have fancy ears but who cared to listen to the fears.

All they watched was the sand leaking out of the pool,

all they heard were the laughs disguised to shadow the tears.

Though they were the birds who survived the fire,

and were happy to be breathing.

But they didn`t find any other heart beating

or and other soul healing.

It was only then they actually realized what had happened.

She`d replied again and this time it was hard.

Only when they`d continued screaming and stopped listening,

she had chosen to pick up this card.

She shed fire from the sky,

flooded the lands, made sure there left no air.

It was the single species that caused

but the result, the world had to share.

Now they wanted someone to hear from,

there were no gags then.

They remember the days when they were all alone,

but at least they did have a pen.

Suddenly they ceased to walk `cause there was no food,

couldn`t talk `cause there was no water.

They starred at each other for one last time.

The path to survival seemed to be just another murder.

This was her turn to laugh,

laugh at the helplessness once she had to face.

Only when we after a million seconds understood

that that was the end of the human race.