Ending

 

Leaves of our humanity

fall silent on the ground

mark the end of man's existence

with not a single sound

We go without a protest

consumed by crippling fright

fading to obscurity

as day dissolves to night

A ripple in the pond of earth

a mere moment in time.

Our shortcomings are many

complacency our crime

Vital lessons never learned

our arrogance supreme

compassion's depths were never plumbed

humility ungleaned

As each leaf falls to quiet death

lies broken in the mass

Rain down a tear for all mankind

his time and chances past