Written by C Hues
October 13, 2022
My uncle said it’s the end times My dad said these are darker days My mom said it’ll be just fine My sister said it’s all a phase Oh my, it’s pretty hard to tell When the world’s been this unwell You might start doubting everything And think this world is really hell Well, I think the sages see The world is not what it should be But whether it’s eternity Or whether it will pass We must stand against the storm Whatever shape, whatever form.