The stars smiled upon us

As if they knew we’d soon join them

The sun’ll cough us out

Chewed up and spat like phlegm

They were pretty tonight

All glistening and kind

But in truth they do us wrong

They make us future-blind

The end is near

The end is coming

So look up at the pretty sky

There’s no point in running

Where would we go

There’s no escape plan

Everything in vicinity, gone

Tis the end of our time span

Science said we had plenty of years

Just a slim chance that worlds would collide

The sun will supernova eventually

But tick tock… no need, we’ve got time

Yet here we are

Living an absurd reality

Something we didn’t think

Generations to come would ever see

What would you do

With but days left before we leave

Hug your loved ones… experience it all

Do you rejoice in life or grieve?