The time shall come

The time shall come when
The least of all,
All this nature and its riveted species,
The emotions of all pursuits of hope in love ending in cry,
And the splendid games to fix it, and break it kicking buckets
Shall time it to finish.
The time shall come when,
To see the unseen so fearfully and hear the unheard so endearingly,
To break the mirrors,
To break the slavery and love apathy,
Shall time it to finish.
Kill all messengers, messages won’t end though.
Deface all faces; you may just face it though.
De alphabetize all words, the ultimate
De grammar all languages, welcome to calamity.
The language of cry, hope and love,
The language of all destitute that we relate
No substitutes to all lost and hush,
Why cry in this world--
Which has broken all mirrors to see its face?