Literary (Submission): The End
There was once a family.
They came as told to carry out the plan,
One by one with whatever they can.
So, they looked and watched and judged every man,
And there, it began.
The first was the brother.
All things he wanted to devour.
He gnawed and chewed and ate them by the hour,
their head, their skin, their guts all together,
Until all that was left was hunger.
The next was the sister.
Unlike him, she was so generous,
She gave rats and insects and all that was poisonous.
They crept and crawled and made you very nauseous,
Spreading sickness that was all so murderous.
The third was the father.
He made everyone so angry.
He made them stab and cut and kill their whole family,
Made them shoot and bomb and burn every country.
Violence prevailed and no one cared who was the enemy.
The last was the mother.
She was so loving, she wanted to save all from suffering.
So, she took them and tucked them in, so they’d always be sleeping,
Even buried them beneath for her own safekeeping,
And there was peace, and the silence was never-ending.
Now, once again, the world has fallen,
We’ll no longer be forgiven,
For we are already forsaken,
And they will meet us again,
These Four Horsemen of Death.
