19 October 2012
Ash comes pouring from the sky, It's time to wish this world goodbye, It's broken, torn beyond repair, So much more than 'worse for wear'.
It's time to bid a soft farewell, It's now a husk; an empty shell, What once was more is now a wreck, A unread will, an unpaid cheque.
There's little more to say from here, And so we stand, and shed a tear, And wish we'd done things better, then, Back in time, so long back when.
Farewell To A Broken World. • Opuss № I