Apocalyptic Fury
Lest the moon tip over and spill the blood,
With apocalyptic fury signaling the climax
In history as in the days of old Noah’s flood,
When the earth resettles like paraffin wax,
Forming new boundaries in the land and sea
With apocalyptic fury signaling the climax,
People of every nation will hopelessly flee
Before the great and terrible day of the Lord
Forming new boundaries in the land and sea.
Rising from below comes the thundering horde
Incredibly horrific creatures before unknown
Before the great and terrible day of the Lord.
Humanity never again occupying the throne
Nor understanding the myriads roaming about,
Incredibly horrific creatures before unknown.
Comes the archangel with a triumphal shout,
Lest the moon tip over and spill the blood,
Nor understanding the myriads roaming about
In history as in the days of old Noah’s flood.
Written October 19, 2022
Copyright © L Milton Hankins | Year Posted 2022
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