End.

The end is near they say.
Countries up in arms.
Babies dying, hospitals being bombed.
The crow and owl sit and wait.

The president was shot.
Disease is spreading.
Smoke and pollution envelope society.
The crow and owl sit and wait.

Immigrants and refugees, shot in the street.
Women are raped, boys are killing machines.
The end is near.
All the while-
The crow wished everything was black, the owl that everything was white.