They called it the end of the world-
(And they were right.
Not in the way people expected.
No volcanoes and clouds of ash.
No screaming people falling into pools of fire.
Or tidal waves the size of mountains.
No. This was much worse.
It was worse but also better.
There were no angels.
And silver streams of light.
That came down to save the good.
And leave the cursed to be swallowed up into cracks in the world.
What happened was expected.
It was expected but not prepared for
Only a few tried to warn others.
Everyone knew it was coming to this
But no one tried to stop it.
We sat still drinking it all up.
But after we drank we realised
The third world war is pointless
We are not fighting for anything now.
Electricity has gone.
There is no light to fill the streets that never sleep.
People die of a of a minor injury
That was easy to cure before.
And cure what we will, we can’t cure this.
Cars no longer run,
And production has stopped.
Buildings fall into disrepair
All because we can’t get the parts
to fix them.
And we can’t fix the world.
The world is going backwards in time.
Past the twenty-first century,
Spiralling down past the British Empire,
Falling faster and faster as years tick backwards
Then coming slowly to a halt
Finding ourselves in a medieval world.
The medieval world changes us
We fight in the streets
We starve in the dark cold of our homes
We steal, smash, and harm, just to get a fragment of the stuff.
And it was so easy to stop.
What have we done?)
-All because today is the day the oil ran out.
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