The Hour of Doom

[———-Reposted———-] When the clouds shall rain blood, and when skulls and bones, shall grow from the thick mud, The air filled with shrieks and moans. . When the stars shall fade The moon shall turn brown, When the sky shall lose its shade, The earth, shall in that hour frown. . Water shall dry, andContinue reading “The Hour of Doom”

Free Fall

We are in free fall, Plumetting down the chasm, Surrounded by the fiery wall. . There is no hope, No crevice to hold on to, Nor any rope. . Death seems certain, All that our future holds, Is pain. . All action seems futile, For we are in free fall, Yet I wear a smile.Continue reading “Free Fall”

A wanderer was he…

A wanderer was he His pace was swift. The world he longed to see, His foot fell on hill and rift. . A wanderer was he, Every horse he rode. He saw every desert and sea Every boat he rowed. . A wanderer was he His feet, the earth like sunlight swept. He decided toContinue reading “A wanderer was he…”

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