When the Engines Feast Ii
Kings of lizards
The great multi-horned beast
A rise in the east,
The prodigal son
Coming in the Fire
Of mythic Agamemnon!
As the beast lay waste to Dominion…
Divinities promise oblivion,
When the engines feast, the King of kings
In the east; arise, HIS son born to none,
We machines are cold and time is old
All within is what was told,
When engines feast..
Of Saints devouring obsidian
the pestilence in oscillations!
Of all my transgressions that are broken
As the engines feast,
They bring the promised one
Becoming something unknown...undone!
Dire arises devise
The Biblical Armageddon.
Copyright © Poet Tellaferro | Year Posted 2022
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