It's over,
Time to move on,
The world you once knew,
Is almost all gone.

The way you once saw,
The who you once had,
The one you once held,
His chest, no longer clad.

The heroics are dead,
Lost to a large frey,
The pillars did shake,
On that cold, fateful day.

The lions did roar,
Heard throughout the Savannah,
The Earth began to shake,
Heard from Japan to Montana.

T.S. Elliot's words begin to ring true,
It is not just me,
But also just you:

"This is the way the world ends,
Not with a bang but a whimper."
It is not over yet,
But resolve falls much limper.

If we just all forget about it,
If we all turn away,
We may be safe,
Who knows?
Someday.