Observations Near the End of the World — Poetry Piece by Medical Student Sara Elizabeth Tsimerman

Living in a worldwide pandemic and seeing very apocalyptic imagery day to day made me think about a poem that takes place at the end of the world. 

“Observations Near the End of The World”

by Sara Elizabeth Tsimerman

As I lay, eyes nothing spotting,

I was sure the grass was plotting

Against me, but stopped at seeing I was capable of fight

When I jerked awake from dreaming

Of a dream with angels screaming

As they rushed down from the heavens in a cloud of blinding white.

There were cracks in the foundation

At reality’s creation

That, unchecked, have shattered into jagged shards of space and time.

I can see the stress, the bending,

And the multitudes pretending

That the cataclysmic faults beneath their feet are not a sign.

On the eve of my surrender

In the guise of the pretender 

Came to me the knowledge that despite forever standing tall

Time will pass, and beauty slacken.

Worlds will fall and skies will blacken

And though we may beg forgiveness, oh but how the rain will fall.     

About the Author

Sara Elizabeth Tsimerman writes to gain clarity in life, thinking of herself as the main character in a story. With support from her STEM-focused family, the amateur sculptor says she can’t imagine life without medicine. “I want to solve puzzles, use my hands, help people and see the tangible and immediate results of my work.”