Revalation : A Sestina

Roaring Guns and Clashing Steel

Men Stand in Long Thick Lines

Ready to Meet the Lord

Their Every wound He Feels

But His Courage to them Binds

The Strength to Face the World

Now Blodied is the World

By Mad Mens Guns and Steel

Who's Ropes and Chains tightly Binds

Those men together in Long Thick Lines

While Every wound they Feel

As they wait to Meet the Lord

How Sad and Dissappointed is the Lord

With his Ruined, Ravaged World

That These men cant Feel

Their Rampaging Steel

As they cut down their Petty Lines

And Loosen what them Together Binds

They who cut their own Binds

Will never meet the Lord

For there are no more Long Thick Lines

Upon the Flattened World

So they lay down their Steel

And Begin again to Feel

Such Pain and Anguish do they feel

For slashing at their Binds

That they Break their Bloodied Rusted Steel

And look up to the Lord

And pray to Redeem the World

And return the Sacred Lines

And New again shall form the Lines

And Humble shall they feel

For Once they had destroyed the World

And Broken all their Binds

And Forgiving was the Lord

For he gave them their Steel

And Now the World is Filled with Lines

And Men can Feel Their Steel

As they tighten their Binds to the Lord