Dark Gray Sky

Summary

Dark gray sky paints a picture of apocalypse with a poetic ferocity that feels both grim and strangely cleansing. Enjoy the journey.

The sky is dark gray, feeling as heavy as it looks. The planet Earth wobbles haphazardly in its orbit as if it cannot determine its course. Animals that are naturally tame have become vicious, attacking one another and humans in ferocious packs. The blood of the slain pores from ruptured veins, and there is no intent to devour horrid corpses.

A few humans survive, while many parishes. Two out of a billion lives. The quaking earth crushes those seeking safety in caves and any that are spared are swept away by the roaring floods. Burrowing deep underground is no way out. High in the dark gray sky will not suffice. Within the vacuum of space is an even more perilous place.

Fires rage throughout the planet as storms and hurricanes create one-thousand-foot waves washing away landscapes in the blink of an eye. The living cannot moan the dead, and the dead are washed into tangled heaps. Jumbled heaps in the same way that the polluters and destroyers piled killed Buffalos in repulsive heaps during the slaughter of the innocent in the days of the old west.

The remaining survivors are too weak from hunger to fight among themselves for what little food is found. The quaking and shaking earth spur out landfills like revolting vomit contaminating the contaminated with even more contamination. Eat the recklessness of technical advancement. Gorge upon the products of knowledge without wisdom.

A dark gray sky covers the planet Earth like a suffocating blanket hiding the shame of its inhabitants from the gaze of other extraterrestrial life forms. The universe is applauding. The planet Earth is shaking off the horrendous genus Homo that it unwittingly flushed in an episode of cosmic Diarrhea.

Genus Homo (aka, defilers-rex) are formed when a Mars-sized object sideswiped the Earth causing an unfortunate chain of events that ultimately led to the chemical creation of a great ape misfit.

Only two in two billion survive only to die. The winds of justice sweep the planet Earth clean of its ill-gotten shame. Raging fires burn away the residue. The Earth stabilizes in its orbit. The Moon and Mars evaporate the imprint.

Hurray for a final act of defiance as the junk trashing near-earth orbit falls into the dark gray sky in a fiery blaze. No longer is the beauty of the universe used as a garbage dump by defiler’s rex. The Stars have spoken. The planet Earth is listened to. The wages of bipedalism are paid in full.

The sky is as blue as a grateful smile with clouds as white and pristine as a sheet bleached. All is now marvelous with the universe. The planet Earth has reclaimed itself from its vile vandals.