The Dark War

In helter-skelter  
everyone scatter.
I joined the rest of  
legs to jump gutter.
Everyone is an 
Africa  jet.
Flying dug above 
the  moon.
Countless 
permanently fell to  
the earth.
Now east is a hell
and north,an  
earthquake.
While west is a  
flooding ocean.
Forked lightening 
and thunder guard 
the south.
Yet the center is  
slippery.
Death is calling  
everyone.
Our Eden became 
Sodom and 
Gomorrah.
I ran to undestiny  
destination,
being pursue by 
guns and cutlasses.
Panting like hunting  
dog.
I stumbled and fell  
into a trance.
I saw an old blind  
woman,
too blind to behold  
darkness.
Jubliating with hands 
placed on her head.
Mother can't  
recognize her child,
let alone an eye  
desirer.
I am as helpless as  
helpless herself.
I was so paralysed 
to  stand up.
I gazed at her with  
eyes of mercy
but was posses with  
legs of paralysis.
Because life race is  
forever.
Continually falling 
and rising
in dying and living,
I ran to an edge
I lifted up my head 
and saw gun 
pointing  at my 
forehead
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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