Wandering down the highway
Which has been abandoned for decades
A bridge by the water, bruised and beaten down
For Mother Nature has shown her wrath, but it stands tall still

Rigid and rough, the road claws at my shoes
Cracks and small openings line the sides
Is it still safe to cross? Hopefully
Once I had crossed, something caught my eye

Resting on the beach front was a small cabin
Equipped with a dock and fair sized fishing boat
I was relieved at this sight, as I had been searching for life for weeks
Many have died in wake of the recent attacks, but some still stand

Parts of our country remained unscathed, but not many
I dashed to the door to see if anyone was there
And yes, an answer!
"Hello!" I said, "I survived too!"

The man opened the door cautiously
He stopped for a breath, then said,
"You're a very lucky man, but I have news for you."
I pondered what it could possibly be?

He then said,"The nation is in tatters. We lost the war."
I froze with fear, I knew what was coming
The enemy was approaching, and there was nothing we could do
All we did from there is wait, waiting for what fate had for us.