After the World had Ended

after the world had ended
before everyone else was gone
cataclysm's stink still lingered
death fresh as life hung on

empathy for slaughtered enemies
forgiveness for ourselves
grief for everyone else

hunger set in quickly
industries left to rust
just bones, regret, ruins,
kindling, ashes, and dust

little time for the starving
mercy for the dead
no hope for the rest

only a few could stand it
people hung on by a thread
quietly we faded away
rotting with no one to bury the dead

solitary, I remain
time to let it go
unpopulated world