Sunday, July 13, 2025

That Will Be Our End


That Will Be Our End
by Lord R.e. Taylor

There are monsters roaming the streets
Created by the evil of the gods
Strengthened by the stupidity of man itself
They wander aimlessly
Killing anyone or anything that they find
They always look like the rest of us
So, most are unaware they exist
There is no way for us to ever stop them
We are merely their substance
That is our fate until the end of time
To be hunted and killed without hope
After all, we cannot beat the gods
And we cannot defeat man
Not as long as they work together 
And that will be our end

© Poem – X/VII/MMXXV
LRET


 

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