This is the end
Time is beginning to bend
They've wore out all the trends
All the taking of what the earth lends
No intention of ever returning sends
Nature into a frenzy, hurricane force winds
Birds and Ash fall from the sky
Just like the reverend
Spoke of in his fire and brimstone mind
Too little to late to bother with our kind
Demons and devil's stand side to side
their hellborn tanks with the gears that grind
Rapiers and bastard blades combined
Cutting through father's, brothers, mothers, and sisters sons and daughters leaving no one behind
What have we concocted in our unholy minds
All the innocent animals beckon and cry
For pity as they don't know why
They didn't agree to the greed,
Nor did they try
Smoke filled lungs Can't even speak to cry
For help nor mercy oh my
The air is so burned it's dry
Like dragons tearing across the sky
I just watch and sigh.
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A powerful, nightmarish, apocalyptic vision of a not so impossible future. Excellent write!
Thank you very much
the cascading speed and power
of your waterfall words
of eloquence and emoted despair
is breathtakingly, majestic..
what a poetic achievement
you must be so proud
of penning this work, even
if you would rather
swap never having gone through
or witnessed
the experiences, that helped inspire you..
thank you! for choosing to share
(its not easy, to survive modernity
and still aspire, to find the good
in being a decent family man)
Thank you. I appreciate that.
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