It came rushing like a wave in flood plains, sudden and wet,
Small streams trickled past us as we marched into the sunset.
That’s all the warning we had before it started pouring in fast,
I could heard the air displacing as it sucked and gurgled, gushing past.
From far away across the battlefield, through thickets, bushes and trees,
I saw white picket fences tumbling and crashing, being pushed by a tsunami.
I took in the sight calmly, small mushroom clouds caressing the sky. Suggesting I’d die,
Dams broken blessed us with tides that reached up to the skies,
Seagulls beat their wings as they cried out over a landlocked city where the battle started,
Now we’re fighting against increasingly small margins, need to paddle farther.
I took a view of the hull, realized I was in bed with the enemy.
He caught my glance and gave me a nod, signing a debt that wasn’t exactly friendly.
The pictures on his helmet flew off and got stuck to my cheek, such a resemblance,
I gasped in remembrance of the world that we knew, got choked up for a second,
Before I could speak his hand reaching poked me in the eye, grasped the k-bar swiftly,
Stabbed into his ear and starting twisting,
As we sent him off into the sea my last piece of humanity started drifting.
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