The World Was Blackened

We were nothing but little bugs
on the earth—back then,
thinking we were much, much more
—when it all ended…
when the world was blackened
and was drained of sound and color
Fading into multiple grays and blacks!

Then suddenly, there was a
patter and the thud of thunder
that rambled, and echoed
throughout the atmosphere,
covering the planet like a shroud—
where once were many passing footsteps!

Then darkness thickened again
layers upon layers,
filled the planet like a rising tide?...
It seeped from the earth
fell from the sky
It was the changing of the planet! ~

Eyes came out of dimness.
Hunger followed the eyes.
From far and near, came
pulsating sounds…vibrations
on the ground…

We were all vacant, vagrants
Nothing was understand by
anybody or anything…
on earth’s surface—
under it, above it: it was all strange
so very strange, as if we never was!

Them that lived were ably to
smell and see, mutter.
Everyone had forgotten what was
where we all had came from…
Our minds vacant like vagrants
we had lost our language…
our right to be

((Animals, insects, nature, humanoids,
odd shaped beings, strange
everything strange, nothing…nothing
was the same)(even the oxygen,
atoms, blood, bacteria—all changed)).

I was one of the few that remained
the same, could remember,
how it used to be.
Perhaps it was better now, better
not knowing a thing!