Human Enigma

A view of the apocalypse from above

Observing the auburn skies and listening to the screams of terror from afar is haunting. My ears felt as if blood would start trickling from them any minute. I saw the soldiers dressed in green bloodied cloth hacking down those that ran.

I saw the machines in the sky floating effortlessly as bombs dropped on the civilians below. Never have I seen such a massacre.

It was the end of the world.

Machines didn’t take over the world, even though humans thought they would. Nor did demons come flying in to torture the masses as retribution for their sins. No rapture of the angelic perfect humans happened on this day.

Today is the apocalypse.

The earth was veiled in darkness and humanity ignored the earth’s screams for help. The little beings tear each other apart, tear the world apart and the planet of life finally struck back.

Yes, the earth had enough of you.

As fast as the soldiers landed, they disappeared into a pit of fire. The ships plummeted from the sky. The airplanes crashed to the ground just like a fly hitting a windshield with its guts splat across the glass.

I have never seen so much fire.

As the ashes settled on the earth, I saw nothing but corpses, all the plants scorched and animals desiccated strewn about the landscape. I like my view, here from the sky, safe from human violence.

Humans are an enigma and I wanted to solve this riddle. Sadly, the earth had enough faster than I could deduce a solution to avoid their destruction. It’s too bad humans keep heading towards their own destruction — maybe the rising of the sun will breed some hope.

The earth will replenish with the new dawn and start anew. Maybe the next set of sentient beings will do better than you.

Prompt from Ravyne Hawke
“Veil after veil of thin dusky gauze is lifted, and by degrees the forms and colours of things are restored to them, and we watch the dawn remaking the world in its antique pattern.”
― Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray