The Shot Heard Around The World

The end came like a whisper in the night.
We weren’t prepared
and we sure as hell weren’t ready.

We weren’t ready for the end of the world
We thought we had so much time
But it happened without warning
and now were have to pick up the pieces.

This poem is about: 
Me

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