The Last Bacon Under the Sun

The sky is gold, the world is still
Ash and quiet on the hill
Fields once full, now only wind
All that's left, this taste of sin
A single strip, a memory's song
The world was bright, now it's gone so long
I hold it close, the smoke, the heat
One final heartbeat made of meat

The fires faded, the laughter's done
But I can feel the evening sun
A spark remains, a breath, a flame
A tiny love that knows my name

This is the last bacon in the world
The final bite, the past unfurled
I taste the end with shaking hands
The fall of farms, forgotten lands
Savor slow, don't let it run
The last bacon under the sun

I see their shadows in the sky
Echoes of farms where rivers dry
No more sizzle, no more sound
Only silence all around
The scent of hope drifts through my hands
I never thought I'd understand
How endings burn so soft, so sweet
When life and loss and hunger meet

The world is hollow, but I still pray
For just one bite to end the day

This is the last bacon in the world
The final bite, the past unfurled
I taste the end with shaking hands
The fall of farms, forgotten lands
Savor slow, don't let it run
The last bacon under the sun

Smoke curls high, the wind will take it
Love or hunger, I can't fake it
Let the stars remember this
The final flame, the final kiss

This is the last bacon in the world
Every taste, the past unfurled
I breathe the end, I'm not undone
The last bacon under the sun
Savor slow, till it's gone
The last bacon under the sun