Seven

Can't describe the burning embers of the sun as it raises aflame
but that the sky has gone white
the air frigid
drop to night

and there's silence
as the birds flew south
to warmer places
with better views

Can't describe the feeling of the abyss caving in
wrapping up the space with both chill and warmth
molding into something that supposed to look like home
hiding the villain behind the curtain

but there's silence
because this isn't a place for inhabitants
this is a Chernobyl