End.

On day seven, the last embers blew before the first death

Lovers and killers, roustabouts and ne’er-do-wells, all people lost the same breath

On day six, the fires grew louder, the cries fell lower

Children and their caregivers thought of what might come

On day five, time crawled and dreams shook

The creatures of Earth opened eyes to the full light of their deed

On day four, the leaders died and the winds howled

Violence of men roared its familiar sound

On day three, votaries sang, laics bargained

If lives only could be bartered from the hand of death

On day two, dialecticians dithered, sciolists studied

Truth of the darkness lay beyond our reach

On day one, the world we know began its end

Time will no more have its hapless friend