life goes on

To a vigilante the area might have looked peaceful, quiet even,
But there was one who knew the truth.
Throughout all the chaos there was one that stood till the end, 
After years of destruction one remained to see the light of the next day.
Overtime the days turned into weeks and the weeks lead into years,
As time went on the days of havoc all became a distant memory wondering if it ever happened.
Though no matter how many years passed,
The fear that the machines would return never faded from mind.
The quiet place became a reminder that death can be unpredictable,
Time went on and as it did life continued as well.
Some new lives came to be whilst death came to the rest.
Slowly the one life that had seen all began to slip away as well.
People thought the passing of the beautiful tree was sad,
But for the old eucalyptus nothing could be happier
Life went on and similar to everything else the tree was forgotten.
But when you look back on the field where the old tree sat,
Now started blooming a new life that would continue to live in memory.
Until it wouldn’t.