The Coming King

The Coming King

I see a light shone blinded
caressed the sky.
Thousands have vanished
and fear reigns supreme.
Millions wander aimlessly,
confusion coating the span of time.
Many lost hope to gain
and only the sound of crying remains;
these, the dying pains.

The truth shown in plain sight
but many are frightened, refusing to believe.
The Believers does not fight;
the Lost does not grieve.
Chaos corrupts the lives of many
as greed fills the streets.
Betrayal among family grows uncontrollably;
shown the worldly feats

The Word left upon fire
hung by a wire,
in spite the devilish desire:
To take that which doesn't belong.
The Children's gone and vanished,
banished from the minds before the trumpet sounded.
Friends among friends,
families among families
gone in a blink of an eye.

Dread;
it fills the hearts of many
and some, hatred consume their essence.
They live their ignorant lives,
haplessly unaware that torment is yet to come.
Almost here;
havoc wake in the hearts hardened by numb.

The number upon the flesh,
accept the fate or die.
River of red pours out upon the streets;
many are gone like thieves in the night.
Many foreseen these Godly feats.
Many still blinded by that Godly light.
Many are weakened by this deadly plight.

Wars erupt between the Believers and not;
Blood sheds more and more with every shot.
Every passing day,
we pray, and still the violence consumes.
Who is there to save us from ourselves?
Arose a light, blinded like the sun,
The King has return!
The Children has won!
Bleed no longer;
feed your anger no longer.
We will be stronger
forever longer.

--Adam M. Snow--

 

Author's Note

I never once changed the fonts on any of my poems here on Writerscafe, so I decided to give it a shot. The fonts I used are Olde English, Dear Joe and Cloister Black.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A powerful poem. I like the description and the desire of this poem. I don't believe the end will be easy. Will be long and a lot of pain for the next generation. They will pay for our waste and destruction. I like the ending to the excellent poem.
Coyote

[realmwriter]

No One knows whent eh end will come but when it does I would imagine that there will be mant a wailing poeple in the streets wondering where they went wrong and why they did not believe. Very well done!

[Daytonight]

Well penned piece on the return of Christ. Keep on penning.

[Darksummerswind]

An interesting piece of work. Great use of rhyme at the end.

[Jazique]

Wow can I just keep saying wow and I mean the font thing was working for you too making your words almost as powerful as they already were. I mean this made me think of so much thing through my mind as some things were so sad until the end. You had some great transitions with "Believers does not fight, lost does not grieve" really something. Honestly great writing. It some what brought me to a mid evil theme in mind. Anyways well done and its always great to try new things once in a while. Also is haplessy a word?

[Violeta]

Wow... Absolutely captivating... I have no other words... Thank you for sharing, Adam. :)

[J. J. Nightingale]

What Livana Wrote .. ...


Have Joy .. Jasmine

[RedInk524]

Excellent poem, but personally i think you should stick to the normal small font. Some people such as myself find that big and different colored are quite an annoyance and make a writer seem childish.

[Dalebear]

a powerful good write

Dalebear

[KAREN]

Deep powerful poem that gives the readers a great message!

[~Blue Fantasy~]

Adam, another wonderful write from you!! Well done! Enjoyed it very much and is so true....Me and my family will be there with you when that trumpet sounds! Amen! Praise God, what a glorius day that will be!!! As for the rest of the people that are left....Oh I hope somehow they find the truth!