Final Breath

©2011, Olan L. Smith

You feel great buildings swaying-

You kneel wondering if this can be true.

You fear; "The Big One" is come betraying

Your hopes, belying your fears- your heart pounds― your skin turns ashen-blue.

Tsunami warning blares loudly,

With keys in hand you stumble toward your car.

A reckoning― I am ten meters of towering sea― I am tsunami;

Your vehicle is floating like a boat far-flung.

It is too late, for I am your navigator; could it be

I hear you begging for death,

Certainly; I will consume your last breath.

I will use your life force,

Make it my own.

I reclaim all - sorry, no more time for discourse

I am all power you have every known;

I am all consuming dearth.

I am you― I am Earth.