THE FATE OF THE VANISHED TIMES

I was around
To witness the seas dead
When
The chirpy living things had fled
The horizon too did fade
The sky burned itself until
It was left red

I was left with
Shivers to see
A land of dunes and stones
As the desolate wind moaned
For the hordes of discarded bones
Who had settled in
Their makeshift graves
Where their jaded feet
Were compelled to lay

I’m hoping to stay alive
Through the tides of time
To aid the prevailing minds
Stuck on the crossroads `n`
Bail them out from
The fate of the vanished times
I have seen before