It happened exactly at <br />M-Millennium <br />Y-Year <br />M-Month <br />D-Day <br />H-Hour <br />M-Minute <br />S-Second <br />A-Apocalypse <br />when with exquisite precision <br />an unseen force <br />fired every gun <br />exploded every bomb <br />released every missile <br />expended all ammunition, <br />saturating the air and sea <br />with death and destruction. <br />Down upon the noxious species <br />came a volcanic furor. <br />A cacophony beyond measure. <br />When done <br />there was no one <br />to record the folly. <br /> <br />Deep deep in the wood <br />the Hermit Thrush <br />still sings <br />never to be heard <br />by human ear.<br /><br />Duane Robert Pierson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-apocalypse/
