Thursday, May 23, 2019

John Anthony Fingleton writes


Aftershock

The aftershock from the Heavens
Exploded in the sky,
Sending shafts of light
Searching out the earth.
A Quasar shaped composition,
Not unlike the Black Hole of the Gods,
That with one intake
Could annihilate all men.

I could only stand there,
Subserviently,
Absorbed in some ritual trance,
As if waiting for a shaman to arrive.
To chant in a low melodious tone,
A mediatory prayer -
That would calm the dead,
And keep this world alive.
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-- MoxyQwerk

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