The world ended last night.
There was a media blackout.
So we were deaf and blind.
Without the talking heads, we didn't hear.
Without the cameras, never saw a thing.
The world ended, like that.
Snap of fingers, and gone.
They're holding a focus group.
Deciding on replacements.
Marketing and public relations.
General vote is for a theme park.
"Here was Earth, our planet.
Wasn't she something?"
Life does not end; no death.
A change of worlds, transformation.
But who we are never changed.
The world was born last night.
There were fireworks and free gifts,
Almost no one left their TV screens.
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