To He Who Shattered Heaven
Why is it that the sky retaliates
before its muddy texture is inflamed?
I would not hesitate to execrate
the one who shattered Heaven's placid frame.
I would assume the culprit is of man:
for does not lightning fork upon the earth,
and singe our atmosphere with blinding hands,
disparaging our frail bipedal worth?
The slith'ring Lucifer from Eden's womb
unsheathes his lucent tongue from thund'ring hills.
The frantic people house whilst flashes boom,
and pray for pardon from above; yet still
sporadic sparks, like cracks in clouded glass,
cascade from firmaments of dismal ash!
Copyright © Michael Perriatt | Year Posted 2009
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