Remain

who will be left after it happens who will be there

Bizarre things are becoming
Beyond understanding
It said this would happen
We all feel the pressure
Of love grown cold
We have all become predators
Each clawing for survival
What I had in my heart
Grown to believe and love
It is desecrated and tossed
I mourn with sorrow the days
Of yesteryear when all was different
Now everyone is left to themselves
With no help or sympathy
The hunter of souls is coming
To take as many as he can
Many will capitulate, dying twice
Purity, innocence is gone
Like the way of the unicorn
Truth becomes legend
History becomes stories
I foresee the death of beauty
And the crowning of ugliness
At the expense of innocent blood
And I ask what is more?
For we are all the same
Time just grows shorter
And love grows colder
We have just become
Calloused, that is all
The question is who will remain?

Author's Note

who will be the one?
will you?