Aftermath

running away from horror

while horror is everywhere I see

hell is alive and here with us

I can feel it beneath my feet

above my head

melting the pavement

showing the dread in the aftermath

shut up your senses

keep agreeing with the awful

watch the wars destroy all

you can still touch and treasure

and we are running away yet

(they don't us to wake up)

if not the flames

the water pressure will pull us down

everything is collapsing 

an expected response to the human action

and we are running away yet

while it swallows us until there is nothing left