Chapter 6: Escape

It was time.
I found the path He
had told me of.
I walked with my head
cloaked and my tongue bound.
The ground shook violently,
but i stood my ground and
continued walking.
And it appeared on the horizon.
A conflagration of steel and iron,
a skyward needle.
The sky seethed and roared
majestic and frightening shades
of red, black, and gold
taunting and laughing.

Off to my left,
the vultures set their wings skyward.
I was not the only one leaving.
Their dirty, filthy black wings quickly disappear
into the roiling skyward sea.

Bursting at the seams, ash now poured from Her wounds.
Held back for so long as She waited
for us to stop.
Her patience had run thin on her deathbed,
and the fleas began to scatter from the rock.
By the tens of thousands the mighty ships left,
blazing into the air like moths unto flame.
The needle in front of me stood tall, its engines
bleeding liquid oxygen.
Miles away, a mighty ship ascended to the heavens,
creating a thunderous wave puny in comparison to clouds above.
This is my Chariot.


I am now an endangered species.