Hell Upon Earth
The livery on fire,
its horses set free
Misery beckons,
the future to bleed
The gates are broke open,
all streets painted red
Death has awakened,
life dragged from its bed
One bugle is left,
blowing perdition’s melee
All swords are unsheathed,
terror sharpens dismay
Tomorrow unpromised,
today but a curse
The monster has cometh
—a hell upon earth
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2019
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