The Rapture

No more sadness, no more fake smiles, no more tears, no more nostalgia, and no more sleep...
It has been a year since the flyers were stapled to the street posts.
Eleven months since it was proved legal and safe.
Ten months since the ads featured the new drugs publically on the market.
Nine since it was promoted on television health shows as the new miracle sticker.
Eight since it was mass produced and exported.
Seven since it was doubted.
Six since it was defended.
Five since it crowned the US king in the eyes of opposing countries.
Four since it stopped the war.
Three since it healed the suicidal.
Two since it saved the world, and one month,
since the small patch entitled Rapture, destroyed it.