Signs are abundantly present to warn mankind of the self inflicted disasters that are going to torment and destroy earth, but man does not see, hear or feel. Mankind will have to burn before it will understand.
Mankind continues to wallow in ignorance Although planet earth is about to explode The elite continues to inflate its affluence Against such stupidity there’s no antidote While the poor die from illness and famine The prosperous plan to butcher even more Resourceful in finding ways to do them in To make sure less will be left than before Man has become trapped in a killing rage By destruction building earth’ final stage
*******
Structures will crumble and systems will fail The waters of the seas shall reclaim the land Scattered with footprints of mankind’s ill trail To wash away the blood shed by man's hand The abominations he committed in the name Of alleged gods that he unwisely worshipped To whom erasing life was just a wicked game For which purpose man was amply equipped With powers and talents he could have used To care for the ones he maliciously abused
Mountains will move and bury man’s cities Deep below the mass of his rotting waste Covering along with it his dim propensities That shamelessly expose his lack of taste And the rest of his properties that blacken The pages of mankind’s blemished history That will incite life of the future to reckon This species lived and murdered in misery No compassion or patience he has earned Eagerly begging to be punished and burnt
The echoes of cries that reach for the sky Sound that man to the instant of his death Could never comprehend the reason why He summoned nature’s inevitable wrath A species so vindictive does not deserve A place to continue to live in linear time Committing crimes that brutally unnerve The High Powers in the universe sublime Who decided earth has suffered enough Intensely longing for restoration of love
The heavens will burst open to cast fire Upon a battered and browbeaten earth Destroying life in a carnage beyond dire It’s death will pale the pain of its birth And in the blaze not a trace will remain Of the sinful spirits that once lived here Even memories of their infinite disdain Were destined to completely disappear So will evil be wiped from the universe Ending the spell of its dissipated curse
Flooded with light while writing this piece? I think so.
The song that I sometimes use in my writings come to mind when reading this poem.
'Whose that writing?'
John the Revelator.'
'What's John writing?'
'A revelation, a good God and 7 seals.'
In any case I belive that have seen some of what is to be, and you are writing about future events in the above poem.
Powerfully expressed, Rage. "Dissipated curse" sums it up. The concept of striving for a "civilized society" seems lost midst
an epoch of rapacious greed run amuck.
Peace,
Carolyn
Intuitively, I know I've lived many lifetimes, and none more interesting than the one I'm living now. However, being born an old soul somehow did not excuse me from the same job I share with you and that is learning to craft a positive attitude about
What Anybody Calls ?It Will Happen But Not That Soon?
Too Many Of You Take For Granted That You Don't Will Not Awaken In Your Tomorrow Mourning ...
Good Constructive Thinking Write On!
TRASK
Susan
The song that I sometimes use in my writings come to mind when reading this poem.
'Whose that writing?'
John the Revelator.'
'What's John writing?'
'A revelation, a good God and 7 seals.'
In any case I belive that have seen some of what is to be, and you are writing about future events in the above poem.
Hugs,
Judy
Love Tinka
BLessings to you,
~Linda
an epoch of rapacious greed run amuck.
Peace,
Carolyn