The end of the world

One day soon
Existence will end
Trumpets will sound
And the supernatural armies
Will wash over us
Like locusts
Devouring everything
Angels, demons, fairies
Will feed side by side
On the flesh of mortals
Laughing at our pride
Our ignorance, our frailty
Our museums will be filled
With books and art
Just before they're burned
Every great work of man
Will be disassembled
Destroyed, annihilated
And in the center of it all
Will be your God
...Laughing





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apocalyptigirl said...
Sept. 28, 2010 at 3:23 pm
is it supposed to rhyme, or not? yay pessimism...haha
 
A.Bekah.Girl This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Sept. 18, 2010 at 6:08 pm

interesting, if a tad pessimistic...

 

 
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