Marbleyes

When the power goes out
candle light will provide.
From the moon all is bright,
the earth will be on fire.
The mother will cry out
for her sons daughters to all die out.

From deep space comes our inevitable fate
hurdling towards us at an unfathomable rate.
Gods only tear will be because he waited.
Our mother will hurt but she will survive.
She will thrive.
If our sole is anything more than a dirty whore,
we might see one more sunrise
before the clouds cave in.

In the moments before,
You will not ponder.
You will not wonder.
you will not wish,
or become lost.
You will not care.
You will not fight.

You will hold her tight.
You will love her
one last time
and laugh at the world
one last time
before the hammer comes down,
and the trees become free.
You will find an open space
with the beauty that almost matches her eyes,
you will lay down
and stare at the sky
as if it’s nothing larger
like it’s only a soft blanket
keeping us all warm while we’re sick
you pull it up over your heads..
but it’s torn away.
You’re exposed.
You’re still holding her,
you’re alive.
for one last picture.
The flash,
the moment,
it’s the last.
You capture her smile
and you’re happy.

If it were a dream
would you miss the point?
Life is for love
to be happy, is to love
is to be loved
and is to be in love.
you cannot have love
and be unhappy.