A splendid thing - an end can be
the world in rags, in tears and stilts
The crowds will churn in open graves
and cars will halt to rust like nails
The poets in their somberness
will write of lovers lost and dead
Will mock the sun, the rancid moon
will curse their pens and swoon with grace
A wicked thing - an end can be
when demon hordes run amok
where long ago the angels trod.
by Omukuvah Otido (reproduced with permission)
By Pieter Bruegel the Elder - public domain artwork from Wikipaintings.org |
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