
Apocalyptic poetry
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Poetry/Tragedy - Words: 304 - Published: 10-16-11 - id: 2961791
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Tensions gather: world in a trance
emblazoned leaves begin a dance
In the winds that sweep our mother
{Gaea to all Hellenes;
"Earth" she be to other dress}
And dry the faces of the men
And women who brave the tosséd mess.
Soldiers training for the fall
In the war that will enthrall
The earth and peoples of the earth
And all the living in its berth.
Captains calling for a drill
In harshest freeze: Boreal chill
That burns the faces of the men
soldiers all, march towards an end;
(An Ending Ends all Endings!)
Armies moving out to meet
anthropoi seek the shield or sheet
{Perchance them luck allows avoid
a tempest raging on geoid}
and scorch the homes and towns and lands
of all that live upon the brand:
Herakles but overlay,
the Titan Lord the weight {wait?} betray.
Things are coming to a head
As winter cloudbanks: shadow steles
Now are built 'twixt Zeus and 'Ellas.
All cower in the roll of thunder,
No messenger now Basilei needs,
Announces grim {his sky's asunder}
FINAL WAR: our hasted blunder.
Questions {myriad their number}
Breech the minds
In wizened skulls:
Those few who seek now to preserve
Some measure of our lost reserve.
Alas their charge came overdue
impotent force sees now this true.
Ares marches to consume
All that can {and can't in gloom}
Take up arms against his might!
Hades marching in the night
Thanatos the grim he joins
In solemn, cold, unfeeling step:
Forge the rivers!
Smash the damns!
Hell is loose upon our lands!
Fires burning!
Bombs explode!
Earth had been his sick demand:
This Ending Ends all Endings!
But from the ash
We'll rise again
A thorn to mock the dreaded crash
And live to see the land restored:
Our time here never left deplored
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