Angela Crabtree Poet Rhyme

Through the Mist

Volcanic eruptions in a southern fevered land
will be the final destruction if we don't stand

there will be a tidal wave way above the shrine
meaning it will destroy the Hollywood sign

this will result from an earthquake on the fault
fires burned the woodlands and seep in assault

we are letting these things occur as does a zombie robot
God gave us the tools to ensure this isn't nonstop

there will also be a falling star which will be the sun
that will stop shining and then boom it has begun

this is what I dreamed one night many years ago
we were in church for refuge our names being called to show

there is no need to worry the nation will succeed out alive
what resembles death is an illusion and is meant to occur in stride

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Rico Leffanta November 15, 2020 at 10:52 AM "The web of life" is a primitive concept in stark contrast to the Christian belief to grab everything one can before the next guy, and never worry about the consequences because God will perfectly restore everything at the Resurrection. We need to focus on making this world a better place for our grandchildren to live! Aloha! Rico

Silent One November 15, 2020 at 4:54 AM You are so right and no one is really paying attention, platinum priests and devilish politicians ruining the world... You are a wise owl my friend.. Angela Crabtree November 15, 2020 at 9:06 AM Thank you, Silent One :)

Victor Buhagiar November 15, 2020 at 3:44 AM The Gospels are filled with description of the end. The joke is we brought it on ourselves. ~~ Angela Crabtree November 15, 2020 at 9:04 AM Thank you, Victor. You're so right.

Paul Callus November 14, 2020 at 11:51 PM Your thoughts are a reflection of what is happening around us on a daily basis, Angela. We are interfering too much with what has been natural gifted to us. ~ Regards // paul Angela Crabtree November 15, 2020 at 9:03 AM Thank you, Paul :)

Eve Roper November 14, 2020 at 8:51 PM The earth is getting very fragile with our misuse. Nicely said, Angela. Angela Crabtree November 15, 2020 at 9:03 AM Thank you, Eve :)

Harry Horsman November 14, 2020 at 6:25 PM Could be factual one day Angela, that is if the human race dont get there first and destroy everything..Great poetry love it. Angela Crabtree November 15, 2020 at 9:03 AM Thank you, Harry. :)

Vijay Pandit November 14, 2020 at 2:17 PM Quite a scary forecast, Angela. Some version of it is likely to happen. Glad to read the upbeat ending. Angela Crabtree November 14, 2020 at 2:26 PM Thank you, Vijay. I was sweating when I woke up.