SAR

Here is my first attempt at a Double Etheree...post apocalyptic and all!

What do you think?

Death
abounds
and surrounds
as we push forth
looking for supplies,
hoping for survivors.
Our silence is our respect…
The whole world has gone respectful,
the silence worse than the screams before.
Both have shaken us to our very souls.
Sorting through the fire, smoke and debris,
through ruins of cities laid to waste,
we take whatever goods we find
and try to ration them out.
We savor what we can,
for it won’t be long
that they’ll run out,
and like us,
will be
gone.