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The apostate looked out his window,
and started to believe 
As genuflecting pylons, 
sent ramifications through the trees
Chaos looked at reason,
was it about to make a plea
I see Satan’s raising an army 
or so the nihilists agreed

The Crier rang his Leper bell, 
‘our town’s a Godless apparition’
Least he filled hearts with envy, 
of a once dreaded condition 
Now the King prayed for calm,
in another pagan act of contrition 
After his son died at birth, 
he had proscribed all religion

Atheists came from all around, 
excommunication filled the air
Roots now faced horizontal, 
trying to feed off despair 
Anxious to leave town, 
random leaves block civic square 
And steeplejacks are disorientated, 
from neglecting their repairs

That hole’s not deep enough, 
winked the piper to the knave
He could never resist a shortcut, 
even digging his own grave 
But the madness continued,
hermits set fire each other’s caves
Shedding light on the void,
by burning alive it’s willing slaves

And as the apocalypse gathered pace, 
populations slowly died
Some genius came forward, 
a real madman in disguise 
Said we need a scapegoat, 
a dimwit, an ultimate sacrifice 
He was crucified for being too clever, 
they much preferred no advice 

And whilst writing this story,
that apparently makes no sense 
The Queen was in her chambers,
hanging herself from suspense
Children butcher themselves gaily, 
having learned how to fence
As for putting the fear of God into us,
the wicked come crawling to repent 

So finally when heaven reopened, 
a total eclipse tried darken that day 
Never to see man overshadowed again,
Sun went nova, vaporising all life away 




By
David Kavanagh

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