Seasons end

Fingers point towards the sun

And the wind wrestles at the layers

The sea lashes against the rocks

Biting chills beckon your soul

Ice melts in unison

Your wilting passion dies hard

In the shadow of the decaying summer

Wreathes lay dying under fervid heat

Then frozen in ice

And the smell of gasoline

Poisoned seas make us weep

And the hills

That tower above the wounded souls

Can only watch us as we strive to survive

They say we are a civilized breed

But I see no signs of civility

Not here, no today

Living is deadly

Only a handful will know true desire

Most of us will never witness a sunrise

Yet alone feel the decedent morning breeze

When will we see the error of our ways?

At least the wild ones only kill to eat

Not out of pleasure or greed

The final blackout nears now

Eternal darkness will spell the end of the breathing time

Seasons blend into one long caress

Will the next ice age convey deliverance?