The Wind howled in her pain and rage, the
Sun’s brow furrowed with heat.
The Earth heaved as if to reveal its core as
the Waters’ of the deep roared with
It was time, they all agreed, that man paid
his dues for he’d failed to keep up his end
of the deal. He’d let them down by polluting
them all thus his rights would be taken
The Wind would unleash her most destructive
force, the Sun her intense heat. The Earth
would quake in a violent manor and the Seas’
would roll with huge waves.
They would cleanse themselves of mankind’s
debris and make him pay for his sins while
doing it. For the day had arrived to end
man’s rule and find someone else they could
trust, to start from scratch, yes to start
So mankind died off and Nature was reborn,
fresh, clean and new.
It was then I awakened and found a new day,
a day to get a fresh start. I’d do all I
could to make things right once again and
try to get others to follow. For if we keep
on like we have in the past we may have Hell
to pay tomorrow.
About the Author
Richard Neal Huffman, of the Bangor Police Department, is the author of Rubal
and Dreams in Blue: The Real Police, along with other short stories.