APOCALYPSE





Somewhere…
In the deepest seat of my imagination
There came, the voice shrouded in the dark
The confines of my imagination
Like a symbol flash before my mind eye
Vivid apocalyptic characters baying
I know why the great disaster linger still
Beyond the dimension of human comprehension’

Magical
Like a wave that keeps changing courses
Yet just a while…
It’s the rudder a goodbye trail
Then by another breathe –
It’s ever so close
Something of a two-faced coin

That the end of times
At the end of mankind
Out of the jurisdiction of the mishap of nature’s disasters
The invisible rays from outta space
Whether benign or malignant
None the least, a kingdom, empire or
A fierce army of soulless phantoms
Of the other anti-matter dimension
Yet in this confounding equation lies an almighty formula
The nature of Man
Of all sizes and colour forms
Man: the beginning of man
Man: the end of man
That the great disaster was never Nature’s
No! Not Mother Earth
But the dual constitution of the humankind
Yet just a while ago
So close –
It was less than a hair’s width
The demonic disposition of mankind
Yet by another stroke -
The flipping of an hour glass;
Its rudder looms further away
by the angelic nature of man.

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