Apocalíptico

When the landscape collapses
And there is no runway for landing
And miracles no longer save people
Because the saints jumped off a bridge

When the weather loses control
And your skin burns in the sun
When the sand is left alone
And the ocean drowns in its own waves

When the ground shakes
And the clouds fall from the sky
And the trees are on their knees
With skinny trunks showing their ribs

When there are no traces or traces left
And the moon crashes against the stars
And break what was already broken
Here we will be

When there is almost nothing left
And the day gives us its last look
And there are no leaves to blow the wind
And history loses consciousness

When the rain dehydrates
And before reaching the floor he killed himself
When the parachute doesn't open
When letters don't form words

When the plants die
And while they sleep the flesh gets sick
When the North Pole melts
When numbers don't matter

And the boats don't float
And the planes crash into the trains and explode
And the animals eat each other
And the religions tear off their necks

When the flags catch fire
And everything happens now, and nothing happens later
And the seconds are over
And the hands of time hang the world

When everything slows down
When matter does not take up space
And gravity gets scared and we fly away (me)
Here we will be waiting