Raven of Doom: A Poem
A raven flew down to the Temple Mount
and shrieked so long, one lost count
The time has come, the raven said, for the downfall of many kings,
as people pursue gold and silver and all such precious things
as each man's Inner Self becomes like Gollum clutching The Lord of The Rings
It flew above the Dome on the Rock,
Ye worship God? What a crock!
The al-Aqsa Mosque
is Tempest tossed
The Western Wall
contains Herod's gall
Hate has replaced love in this City of Peace that's bred much war
Open the Gates! Summon the Fates!
Cast wide open the door!
The Kraken awakes! The City quakes!
The hour has now come!
Foolish man, you'll find nowhere to run!
-A poem written by Christopher
Tuesday July 7th 2015.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment