Armageddon

I stood atop the fortress Megiddo plains in the Jezreel stretching all around from John's Apocalypse believers know this site where the last battle will be found. Through God's wrath seventh Angel is unleashed by quake and fire, hailstorm now levelled ground wailing from the followers of the beast earth and man laid waste by trumpet sound. But now I think that we knew all along as murder stalks the French and Belgian streets that in his Revelations John was wrong here, now, in present times these armies meet. As words become fulfilled, then by and by I pause and wonder- could the end be nigh?