The harbinger died

Now what?
Seriously, who will tell us what will come next?
The news?
The government?

Now that the harbinger is dead,
There is fear
and loathing
and a severe lack of toilet paper
but that doesn't matter

What matters is what is next
and what is to come
and if the harbinger is dead
Who will tell us?
Fate?
C'mon, really?

No way, I tap out
That harbinger needed to die
I'll tell you what's next
Life

Live like tomorrow is your last day
Cuz it may be

Live like you want to make your momma proud
Cuz you might do that

Live like there is something to live for
Cuz there is, always

Dead harbingers don't mean nothing

Nothing at all

All is lost

I had the great name for a song title
an instrumental
and I

Lost it

I think it was a line from a movie, or a few words spoken
And it was perfect

But I cannot remember it

I am wracking my brain, trying hard to remember
the situation
the content
the setting

Nothing

All is lost
All is
Lost