By: Azazel
Reborn
Fire – an ember first caught light
The howling winds spread the blaze
Those weak and fearful take to flight
A disease purged by the blaze
Cancer that has spread through the world
Blackened blood feeding its every need and want
A heated, glowing tempest in the distance whirls
All death and decay before it comes to naught
The blood of the powerful leaves a crimson stain
The sickness peddlers lose all their gains
The coming of the priests’ and politicians’ bane
Hallowed be no name
Toxic storms pour down from the sky
Victims rise to become the agents of death
For the day has come – this world must die
Time for it to draw its final breath
Agents of demise, filled with purpose anew
Break all that has not burned
With forcefulness the rulers rue
Leave no tree or stone unturned
As the old world perishes in terrible pain
The end of a millennia-stretching reign
A new world can now rise, reborn in flames
Hallowed be no name
Renee Garcia Brown
I liked this, Az. Didn’t know you could do poetry.
Well, I usually don’t – I just thought I’d try my hand at it and see what happens before I go back to my commentary/short story articles. This particular piece just came to me while I was listening to a little Vader as I was out running an errand or two…
I really like the line, “hallowed be no name”. It makes a strong, effective statement. That’s how creativity comes; at the oddest moments; and the work detail comes in putting that creativity into words. It’s a very good poem and shows your ability to produce strong imagery.
I really like the line, “hallowed be no name”.
Exactly,karlsie. That’s the refrain that stayed with me after I finished reading this.
You are so very good at painting emotions with a conservation of words. Thank you for this.