The Doomsday Myth
The End is Nigh But Poetry Can Make A Person Fly
I. UNDERWORLD TURMOIL
The creatures of the underworld
Slither around in the darkness,
The minions of the dark
Creep in the silent park.
The flames of the rumbling belly
Threateningly loom bright in the darkness,
The hungry flames of hate,
Loom dangerously in the darkness.
The carrions of death
Feed off the envy and the hate,
The evils of the flesh
Crave the gold at the gate.
The inky blackness
Of the gnawing darkness
Brings the most dreadful creatures
Into existence with horrific features
To create havoc in their mirth,
On a quietly slumbering earth.
II. FURIES ON THE EARTH
The raging hurricanes of doom
Grow more furious by each hour
The screaming, shrieking winds
Gain more fury at every passing hour.
The aching mountains on the ghostly hill
And the broken trees no longer are still,
Tossed in the raging storm of disease,
They snap like twigs in a breeze.
The waters of the oceans
Turn into blood red,
The creatures of the sea
Lie dying on the sea-bed.
Mankind lies still and silent
In this stormy, restless time
And waits in deathly slumber
For his punishment for his crime.
All life crumbles to dust
In the storm of ancient time,
In the decay of this unholy clime.
All life lies like a coil in the womb
All death lies like a foil in the tomb.
III. SILVER WARRIORS OF THE SKY
Warriors of the shining light
On their racing steeds of light,
Race through the skies at night
Changing day into morning bright.
Warriors in the crimson sky
Charge into the valley and mountains high,
Chasing demons as they fly,
Vanquishing evil from out of the sky.
The silver warriors of might
Change the darkness and the night
Making fierce figures in human sight
Destroyers of Evil with lances of light.
IV. GUARDIANS OF AN EXPANDING UNIVERSE
Guarding the treasures
They have been given
Holding all fragile life in the universe
In the palms of their hands
As life and soul spins in time
These are the Guardians of our time.
Moving galaxies in a thought
And shaping the cosmos with a flutter,
Protecting every star in space
Moving every moon in its own race,
As life and soul spins in time
These are the Guardians of our time.
V. GATES OF ETERNITY
Those heavy metal gates
With all its embellishments,
Is a welcome sign to those who arrive at last,
With no future and no distant past.
But, the keeper of the gate
Makes his own decision
With mathematical precision.
Will you be welcome
At the Gates of Heaven?
Those iron gates stand tall
Like a forbidden metal wall
To stop those from walking in
To stop those who bathe in sin.
Can you help regain
The souls of the fallen?
Can you help restore
The souls of those who walk no more?
Will you be welcome,
Filled with hatred and sin?
Will you be welcome,
At the Gates of Heaven?
See those Pearly Gates, beside the Heavenly Sea
Those Holy Gates of Everlasting Eternity.
VI. CREATORS OF THE UNIVERSE
It is now that the Creators Descend
Within the darkness, within the light
With the brightness beyond human sight.
And now they make their presence felt,
Now is the beginning of the end.
Then Judgment and wisdom is very real
In this jury of the silver Celestial.
Now the sins are all cast out,
Now the hatred and the darkness,
Are left in the abyss of the south.
It is now judgment time
When all is brought forward,
All is cleansed with the Holy Word.
All the unhappiness, all the sorrows
All the hatred and all the mortal pain
Are now bathed in soft Celestial rain.
Now this is the end of Evil infernal,
Now is the beginning of Peace eternal.
VII. A PHOENIX EARTH FLIES AGAIN
Then the Earth
Can take no more
Neither the fire or the rain,
Neither the hunger or the pain.
The silence of the airless death
Is broken by the gasp of the birth.
The darkness of the deathly end,
Is filled with the light of a new beginning.
A rose opens into a perfumed bloom
Over the settling humming gloom.
Earth finds its new voice
In the creatures who rejoice.
Earth gets its new life
Overcoming all its old strife.
A new world of creation is born
With the arrival of a new dawn,
With its new hopes and dreams.
Life is once more made new,
With its fresh life and waters blue.
About the Creator
Warren Brown
Warren Brown is an Independent Author and Publisher. Warren is a Life Coach, Writing Coach, Blogger, YouTuber, Artist and Copywriter. Warren lives in London.
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