The universe dashboard

Past the stars

I see warning signals flaring in the universe’s dashboard

In 3, 2, 1

Nukes drop on impoverished streets

and as far my eyes can see all is empty

No sign of anything resembling life

Bouquet of daisies stuffed in rifles

Bullseye on every target giving away sweet goodbyes

Words of caustic nonsense numb the ears of serenity

I wander into the land of the unknown

And it shall seem that things will continue to get worse

On this imperfect universe

Under the cover of surrender our memories fade

Pitch darkness

Rebooting the universe’s dashboard for a better tomorrow