Apocalypse-Part 6 to "A Crescent Moon Arose"

The conclusion. Thanks for sticking with it!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The day of war finally came.

 

Fierce was the raging melee.

 

Arrows flew, soldiers fell on both sides like rain,

 

In a war they believed two girls’ vanity

 

Was solely to blame.

 

But Diana and Venus were both pawns on a chess board,

 

Powers in place clashing with powers to be.

 

Toppling the king; the game’s reward.

 

 

Mars red eye was a vast bull’s eye

For Diana’s golden bow’s sure aim.

Her arrow seemed to soar in slow motion

Through the heavy night,

Hitting her bloody red target in fury and spite.

 

She shouted in triumph, leaping for joy upon the full moon.

Mar’s plant, Orion, turned his bow in vengeance,

 And aimed for Diana’s back.

At such a close range, she had not a chance,

She stumbled, and then she swooned.

Abrupt ending to her joyful victory dance.

On that day the color of red, not silver, clothed the moon.

 

Next, Vesta, turned into a flying fiery flame.

She threw the powerful fire bomb at the sun,

Her growing involvement, still painfully uncertain.

But wired from birth to be a victorious one,

No matter what involvement in the end, to her shame.

So she draped her conscience with bravado’s curtain.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The explosion was enormous, incomprehensible.

Stars fell from sky, the sun turned black.

The outcome, many gods cried, “Reprehensible!”

As Pegasus frantically flew,

Catching soldiers mid-air upon his back.

 

Although Mars was gravely wounded,

He closed his bloody eye and his arrow soared,

Jupiter was next in Mars blood-soaked sight,

As the king toppled over on the board,

Juno’s cry pierced the night.

 

Venus viewed in amazement at the massacred skies.

Oh what evil jealousy and fear caused her to spawn!

A dark, dismal view blurred before her tear laden eyes,

A view that spiraled deep down into her soul that would haunt.

 

Venus cried, "The moon turned to blood, stars' twinkling lights snuffed out as with a torch,

Deep darkness in the heavenly night sky……

Heaven's symmetry scarred and scorched.

Yes, we won, Mars, but why did you allow me

 To act in anger and spite so soon?

Why would you aid me in my reckless decision to make war,

On the life-giving sun, the twinkling stars, and the lovely moon?”

 

Mars, although hugging a crying Venus,

Had upturned lips behind her back,

For his plan ended in utter perfection-

He would soon be the new king, no power would he lack,

Janus helping him in his new reign of defection.

 

In time he would ask Venus, once more, to be his wife.

She would see the good that this all brought,

When she shared by his side the pampered regal life.

He did not have the slightest notion, 

That Vesta’s love and fierce, undying devotion,

although by him not in the least sought,

Would one day cause him great vexation and strife.

 

In the deep blackness and pervading sadness, 

Minerva’s voice sang true and clear in the night,

"What earthling on his voyage to the dank, dark land

With coins held tightly in his cold, stiff hand,

Would believe that his sudden journey all began

With the competing vanity of two immortal girls?

Diana,” Beautiful Sky Huntress”;

And Venus, “Ocean’s Magnificent  Pearl". 

 

 

Author's Note

"The sun turned black like sackcloth made of goat hair, the whole moon turned blood red, and the stars in the sky fell to earth , as late figs drop from a fig tree when shaken by a strong wind." Rev. 6: 13

Reviews

[Jai Garg]

"Laugh and the world laughs with you,
Weep and you weep alone"

In reality dried figs have a charm of their own; lol I should be writing a poem about dry figs and how good they taste.

Anyway, I hear they may have water on mars; so he still lives on with out any joy in life.

The redness if any has vanished from the Moon and Venus is still in orbit.

But what about the fire of love with in each one of us, will it ever die out?
NOT when we become conscious of the beauty within.

[Nautili]

Not a single review, good, bad or indifferent. Did everyone really die out there? Well, now I have at least one!