NaPoWriMo Day 24

Our World's End
White and blackBlue and goldA shimmering sun setsOn the days of 'ol
No more covered wagonsNo untamed trailsNo unexplored landsToward which to set out sails
Ocean and deep spaceThose mysteries remainWe pollute one and ignore the otherMan, are we vain
Technology and advancementsTough human battlesMoral fiber now openly scornedReplaced like horns and saddles
No one in charge we trustDoom around every bendThe hands on the clock are movingTowards our world's end_AW