The Sky is Falling

"A woman drove me to drink and I didn't even have the decency to thank her. "
"Drown in a cold vat of whiskey? Death, where is thy sting?"
"More people are driven insane through religious hysteria than by drinking alcohol!"
 W. C. Fields

We knew them as rainmakers

in days that have long passed

Now they claim to be enlightened

from this incarnation they're  cast

 

They come from out of the woodwork

these prophets of the Lord

Claiming to be God's right hand man

here just to give you your reward

 

The story is always the same

bring your souls and your means

Grow a ladder to the heavens

 by planting a few magic beans

 

Please forgive me the resemblance

with the child's tale long told

Perhaps they've been around as long

as the prophecies they've foretold

 

So the next time someone tells you

that they know the Lord's will

Feel the cold winds whistling by

it's their conscience that gives you chill

 

We see each and every time

demons never appear

And all the predictions they made

were built on nothing more than fear

 

They don't know anymore than you

how to ease your life's pain

Nor do they know why the winds blow

or how to make the skies rain

 

Tate

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Author's Note

It never seems to end. These prophets predicting doom. The time before it was the Millennium. This time a date from prophecy. Always it is the same story these phony prophets of the scriptures. And always they leave nothing but heartache and disbelief in their wake.

Reviews

[Lost, n'MT]

Excellent points and very well written. In my opinion, the only prophets (for a lack of a better term) that exist are within ourselves. By that I mean, I believe that we create our own reality; thus we choose to create outwardly what we think and feel on the inside (both individually and collectively). Unfortunately the negative seems to be outweighing the positive, but we are still able to see beauty and joy in life despite all the negativity trying to overshadow it all. That's just my opinion though... This was an excellent piece that was a pleasure to read. Thank you for sharing.

[Chris Smith Welshpoetcs]

There was a prediction the world would end on Saturday May 21st 2011, now the same person says they meant October 21st 2011. Your poem is excellent and reflects how some try to cause scare mongering. I remember reading how Orson Welles caused panic in the 40's with War Of The Worlds.

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

I love it how these idiots constantly quote things that are nowhere near the Bible. It seems to me that many people these days have no excuse, but are ignorant by choice.

[Bridget Mcmaken]

This is a really great poem and I love it a lot! I find this piece very inspiring. Another wonderful write Tate thanks for asking me to read this!

[Ashley]

i actully enjoyed this a lot. 100

[quinfinn]

i love this. it reminds me of the fickle nature of the sheep of humanity. my personal feeling is : who the hell cares when it will end? when it happens it will happen and no one will be able to do a damned thing about it! people flock like sheep to these cretinous "prophets" because it answers a primeval question we all yearn to know the answer to. sorry ...there is no shelf life date printed in any doomsday book.
only the ancient mayans gave an exact date, and that too, is debatable. tate,
your poetry resounds with intelligent thought and careful deliberation. kudos for nailing this one! brilliant write!

[TJ]

Perfect timing for this piece after our latest end-of-the-world prophecy. It gets so old doesn't it. These people just take advantage of the weak minded.
As for the poem itself, it was excellent work! Pitch perfect am great flow. Nice one tate!!

[Cherrie Palmer]

Cracker Jack prophets come complete with hot air no assorted prize

[joshua deathdealer]

I concur.

[Alicia Hirshey]

This is awe inspiring. I know how you feel. Every time we wake up there is another date and time that the world will end, but it never does. I think honestly they just want their fifteen minutes of fame so they make up these stories to make them seem so much smarter and holier than they actually are. I love this poem. Yet another to go into my favorites.