A pandemic coronated our world with thorns.
It stings came with fame
And locked down the busiest cities;
A reminder that this world has an end.
The miracle workers are now on vacation.
The rich that run abroad to treat headache
Now deal with the pandemic in their homes.
A reminder that this world has an end.
The world is in chaos.
The high places have turned to valley.
The famous cities have turned to graveyard;
A reminder that this world has an end.
The honorable ones protect themselves
And look up to God for mercy.
The fanatics claim immunity out of stupidity;
A reminder that this world has an end.
If we remember the creator,
Then peace and happiness shall replace our troubles.
Fear not, for this plague is a sign;
A reminder that this world has an end.
HOW I WONDER WHAT YOU ARE . . . .
The shivering grey of gloomy December’s
Sky is banished by the frost of January -
Coruscation of lights on display, sparkling embers.
We see out from inside a galactic Christmas tree
Coronated under the Pole star climactic.
Its branches are long, transparent and vanishing:
The tree’s lights look as if they are stars,
Marking the final tip of each branch;
Some lights are brighter, on the short branches;
Dimmer-colors mark more distant branch tips.
Stars mark the limits of our tree.
Anointed,enthroned,sworn in,coronated and crowned;
Long live the throne,and not the king,
Long live the people,
Long live the good works.
The king is empowered,
The king is powerful,
Waning and waxing successors.
The king may be guided,
The king may be misguided.
Purging and punishing saint hooded.
Stay on forever,live on forever;
Progenitor,son to son.
Never dies of god,
Dies of nature,dies of pursuits.
A worse folly,a worse failing,
No man is permitted to lead forever.
Emperor,the tomb lies here in,
General,the tomb lies there in,
Pope,here in is the remains.
Let the masses reign,let the king bow,
Let freedom flow in tributaries.
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