Armageddon

A lone figure traversed through the busy crowd
Amongst the chatter it stood there, not making a sound
When the sun came up and the floodgates broke
When eyes were opened and thoughts awoke
They flooded the streets taking up all the space
Some fought and scrambled, not caring in their haste
Even at night with the streets all dark
They rushed around, hitting their every mark

The figure looked at the destruction left behind
As though those in charge had not kept it in mind
No clean-up crew came to eliminate the mess
Those passing by couldn't seem to care less
It was only the figure who noticed it all
Who saw the ground crumbling and the sky starting to fall

He alarmed the others who hurried by quick
Not many listened as the clock continued to tick
The sun rose again, more rubble in its wake
The figure not sure of how much more the world could take

A clean-up crew came once that day
But making little progress on what lay in the way

And every sunrise more streets were destroyed
The end was near, no longer to avoid
The figure watched roads cave under trampling feet
One final blow sending them to caverns deep

No longer could they catch any glimpse of heaven
In the rubble and dust, all that's left is armageddon