Poetry Contest Entry

Galactus

~By Darth Budzy

Solar flares of crimson burning
Wake unto a killing sun
There’s no way out, the time is coming
The generation’s time is done.
Voices cry, their senses failing
No rhyme or reason can they tell
Falling down to blackened ashes
No way to escape this flaming hell
In the midst of it all, a lonely figure
Riding on a wave of light
For all his power, he can do nothing
Salvation is beyond his might
For a thousand years, he will remember,
And pass it on, for all it’s worth
So all would know, and none forget,
The passing of a place called Earth.

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