Carrion Wayward Sun

I remember it as if it only happened tomorrow

Man’s apocalyptic shame, horrific sorrow

A ticking time bomb, a clock with no hands

Shifting the dunes to crystal sharp sands

This glass of hours spilling forth

Atomic stardust for what ‘‘twas worth

Rummaging through each hour yet to be

I remember what twas I didst not see

A ball of blue and green neath wisps of white

Tomorrow went up in flames of nuclear fright

Carrion my wayward sun

There shall be pieces when you are done

Wending along this galactic rim

A shattered world reflectively dim

A millennium ago in eons to come

Exterminated creator totals negative sum