Lord help us all

A warning towards humanity to not be blind. It describes how everyone one ignores the the signs and clues and becomes consumed by laziness and sin. Please read! :-D

 

 

 

 

The clock strikes twelve and the lightning strikes

The people run in frenzy

Fearing the end of their lives

The storms swarm humanity

 

Soulless

Not intact

 

This mass hysteria

Is a mess

Of malcontent

 

The furies ravage the souls of the worthy

Takes away their spears and hopes

The dreams are cut by sharpened silver

 

And they fall

Down, down, down

And you think for sure

The heroes survive

 

And you think they'll come back alive

Even as they're speared on a knife

 

Reality isn't that fair

Even myths know it's true

 

The world can turn blank white and black

Or even royal blue

 

The Hugh isn't the error

The problem lies inside

 

The falsities belie the everyday faces

They lay in everyone

And even in you I know

There are traces

 

You can't escape the trap

It has shut "Snap!"

On us all

 

And one day I hope

You'll see the shapes

Not just lights of black, white

Or maybe royal blue

 

God bless the readers

Hope and pray that

The Lord may save you

Reviews

[Kaa Na Kalyanasundaram]

I am happy to see the pictures of peaceful from your poem. With regards.

[Emily Dickinson Jr.]

thank you! :-)

[zainul]

Amen!
Very lovely piece.
You have vividly painted pictures of many thing.
Putting attributes to them one by one is beyond my ability.
Congratulations!!!

[Emily Dickinson Jr.]

lol thanx so much I was a bit upset the other day so I wrote this :-) poetry helps me relax

[zainul]

Me too.
You are most welcome.
How are you now?

[Emily Dickinson Jr.]

Im more relaxed now

[zainul]

I feel good to know that you are happy now.

[Jocelin]

I like it, very detailed awesome job :)

[Emily Dickinson Jr.]

Thanks! lol and congrats! ur my first review on this poem * gives virtual cookie * :-D

[Jocelin]

YAY I LOVE COOKIES! lol no problem

[Emily Dickinson Jr.]

lol niiice!