Worst Is Yet To Come

The river is dry
You can walk it back to a crater that used to receive and absorb so much information
A black hole is all you'll find where vitality once met with an unrealistic enthusiasm
For a world that used to nurture and use to love
But now four decaying limbs attached to a toxic mix of apathy and hatred remain

We always used to be the ones who offered self to all who asked
A small attempt to cultivate a universe built on hope and trust
Trust no more
There was selflessness
There is selfishness
Selfishness
Only selfishness

And the worst is yet to come



Credits
Writer(s): Donovan Grimes
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