Black Sun

As the sun blackens. The sky darkens. Clouds are engulfed in radioactive smoke. The living gag, tear up and choke.

Mountains violently tremble, eruptions vulcanic. The slaves of mammon panic. The land mass quivers as the Earth tectonic plates quake.

People staggering about as though drunk and crazed. Nebulous minds dazed, bewildered. Locked in a funk like maze.

Hands shake and knees knock. There is no more time left on the clocks. And from the graves all will soon be raised.

Abu Lateef

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Black Sun