Apocalypse
Apocalypse
Pattering on roofs
Like defiant horse hoofs
The whirlwind;
Deafening thunderclaps
Dark night seared by
The brightest of lightening
Harbingers of the deluge
The heavens opened
Sheaths of rain, linking up with
Other sheaths 'raining' from underneath
Tarred streets turned to streams--
at the beginning--and gradually
Dry land turned to rivers
Bungalows submerged
Tall trees and six storey buildings
next in line.
Oceans, seas and rivers
Have merged,
Plants and animals submerged
Underneath the deluge,
where I battle for breath,
A waterproof Holy Book floats
And my mind races back to:
And God spake unto Noah...
Neither shall all flesh
be cut off any more
by the waters of a flood
Copyright © Nnaemeka Oruh | Year Posted 2012
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