Degradation!

The epoch of our genus

Is but a gasp in an airless void

Wretches, clawing for those distant bodies

Their dying light forever beyond reach

Consigned to a life of refuse

In the filth of our own making

Talons tear at kin

Venom vile spat upon them

Towers rise and burn and fall

As do flesh and name of all

The past lingers here still

But providence is not to be

No future will come to pass

When all we know is lost

Each day is decay and rebirth

Each sun dims more than last

Until it falls from the sky

And our last whisper is silenced