The Apocalypse. Poem by joe acacia

living in a world where the sun lights up on our days,
a world where the sun appears and the darkness disappears.
this world where humanity complain
about the feeling of sunlight burning their skins.

when apocalypse will come,
it will take away the sunlight.
and the world will be darken.
then we will wish to experience the feeling
of sunlight burning our skins again.
the sun is our light.
and there is nothing beautiful like a bright sun.