Perpetual Motion

Perpetual motion,
Spinning,
Twirling
Through clouds
Which were emitted
Through the outlets
Of humongous,
Metallic beasts
Who contain
No hearts,
No souls.
Coughing,
Hacking
As the clouds
Enter the lungs,
Stinging,
Burning,
Till death
Overcomes,
Life departs.
Falling
Into the abyss
Of darkness
Known as the other side.
Then nothing.
No longer
Does the heart beat,
Nor the body move.
Dead.
Dead.
Dead as the corpses
Sleeping in cemeteries.
Goodnight,
Goodnight, cruel world.
Goodnight.
Life has been sweet.
Life has been cruel,
But now I say
Goodnight to all.