The End of The World as We Know It and I FeelThe streets around me are burning. The fire has swept through them quickly. It's flames a chant of angry roars. It's crackles echo with the sound of broken glass and car alarms. The blaze dances with looters and rioters. Some stealing what they can find, others just destroying everything just to watch whatever it was blow up. The smoke of pelted eggs smothers the atmosphere with their nauseating fumes.
I watch them through the window, they are closing in. A part of me draws back from their behavior. Is that what has become of us so quickly? But another part dances in my chest, urging me to join them. It would be so easy, wouldn't it? Give up whatever it is I stood for to join them. I mean I was never a man of religion to begin with. I don't see why I would start now. Science? Never found it as useful for every day objectives as some claim it is. So what do I stand for and why? I guess it's t