Challenge
Write a poem that describes your idea of when the world ends.
No rules, do whatever you want.
Natural Decay
Wait for it, blink and you'll miss.
A little spark, a flash of light
And then
Boom.
Pollution unseen,
Beyond anything imaginable
By a few lowly humans.
It's deadly: heavy metal toxicity.
No, not in your veins, or blood.
Toxicity in the molten soul of the solar system,
The pulsating heart of our sun, Sol.
If you missed the spark, fear not.
You have a few million years
To watch it devour the inner solar system
As it expands.
A bright beacon forever marking
The birth place of humanity
And the death of its home planet.
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