Time of ashes is fast approaching.
Soon this world will be roasting.
Where will you be when it all comes to a head?
There is no escape from us all becoming dead.
Hail the stars and hope for glory.
Last page in a faltering story.
What could have been never came to pass.
Spent far too long polishing your brass.
Holes patched for so long.
Now its all come undone.
Out of options.
Minutes remain.
Only thing left is to watch the flame.
Simon A Jackson - Writer 