The Cosmos

At the time where there is no more time,
When the sun will shrink to the size of a dime,
When the present will also be the future,
Holding the past altogether in suture,
When there is no more living all gone,
No stars, no suns, any night no more dawn,
Just like before Genesis all just a mess,
Just as it was before our universe,
I can’t bear the thought all ideas vanished,
No history no logic not a soul all banished,
Star becomes red giant then white dwarf,
Then black hole that into nothing will morph,
Somehow, this makes me rethink again,
Being stuck in traffic is not such a pain,

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