John Martin
The Destruction of Tyre
Gallery 31
Brendan O’Hearn
The End of the World
Darkness devours
A world we once knew;
We must accept
And start anew.
Lightning roars,
The ocean bends,
Mangled skies cannot
These people defend.
Warm sand is rinsed
Upon the shore;
The city fades
To nothing more.
Abandon it now,
A storm is at bay,
Each end a beginning,
And it all ends today.