With this poem I’ll make you try, to guess what this is
Submit this as a gift that is creations wish
En route and long gone, all along always strong
To intrude and send on, creating explosions like a bomb
Prepared or not, its plot will only finish
Tearing crops and cities, thrifty with a distance
Neither doors nor our core will survive
It plans to solve and evolve into a totally new kind
Rocks will turn to sand, and sand into fire
No hawks or man will understand its desire
Time means nothing when travelling at this speed
Relating Earth’s prime to now…and will be gone with the sea
It’s probability of the possible… a cause without reason
Is it tossed from a God..? Or just a galaxies season?
Consistent with knowing, in line like its tracks
This is flowing like an oceans wave that comes to attack
Sorry with regret, I apologise for this truth
Hardly needs respect when you detect its use
Ready for this? Some life will survive
Instead of intuition, just know we all might die
This one is for free and all it will do is spend costs
It won’t hunt with thieves, but will steal all thoughts
So who or what is this? No sky can compare
Living with space for so long, none can be aware
These traces it has left, leave streaks in the sky
It can’t take any less, no need to say goodbye
So please look to our moon… each crater is its caution
It’ll tear to consume, ruin and abolish
Know that no one could stop this explosion
It’s not where it has come from…yet where its motion is going
But if all of our governments tried to work together
It’d be a new plot that I assumed was never
This “Deep Impact” is with “Armageddon”, like “Dante’s peak”
Volcano’s and tornadoes are what A devil may speak
One world, different nations, this is an invasion that won’t miss
Twisters twirl while in the basement, because our world is pissed
How do we fix this? Earth tried with global “warning”
We’ve all gotta stop being hopeful, while ignoring
The world is overflowing, gotta start to build some more boats
Technology knows that it’s smarter, but it can’t make jokes
Yet the whales might survive, using sonar communication
Evolving to stay alive, within Earth’s only basement
Before birth was nothing
Yet after death we expect more
The Big Bang explains so many things
But I’ll always question what was before