Board Thread:Lores/@comment-30517583-20171123103705

''Dark Poetry is my speciality. Also, this would be what would happen to humanity from a realist Point Of View.''

Black, endless plains,

Darkness beckons,

Bleached souls, sorrowful rain,

Humanity's creations.

Upon this tortured world,

They are still fighting.

When will they give peace to this world?

When will they stop fighting?

They cannot go back,

They can only go forwards.

Forwards into the fray and not back,

Crushing countries and world powers.

And when that last day comes,

That day when the last gun fires,

That day when the final undead succumbs,

Will be when Humanity should inquire:

"What is next?"

For they cannot go back,

They can only go forwards.

Forwards into the fray and not back,

Crushing countries and world powers.

Arts, Crafts, Everyday Skill,

They shall never remember.

They only know how to kill.

Kill, kill, and dismember.

And from that day onwards,

Who do they kill and scavenge?

Onwards, onwards into the future,

Kill, kill and ravage. 