End Game

By Stranger

On that day
The sun will not rise
The world will be dark, everywhere
The only light will be coming from
Our burning children
Hanging from trees, twirling
Like Chinese lanterns
Their cries rising like smoke
Up to heaven
Graying the sky
Choking the angels
And even the saints
But we will be unaware
While we walk in our ever smaller circles
Trying to catch a glimpse of our own backs
The earth will open wide its mouth
Releasing the dragon
We will begin to disappear
One by one
Like the stars at dawn

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Copyright 2003 Stranger
Published on Monday, June 30, 2003.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • carlosjackal On Saturday, March 1, 2008, carlosjackal (2788)By person wrote:

    Just superb. -Carl

  • Mistress Morbid On Thursday, March 4, 2004, Mistress Morbid (405)By person wrote:

    speachless........

  • maddin foxxxy On Wednesday, July 2, 2003, maddin foxxxy (358)By person wrote:

    i could find myself watching as ppl faded like stars in the sky in my mind...i guess its a great way of seeing it...brilliant.

  • A former member wrote: fucking awesome. "Walking in our ever [shrinking] circles" indeed. Humanity festers through a cyclic existance and most never even notice. You seized the reality of things here and squeezed the finest juices.

  • urbanhumility On Monday, June 30, 2003, urbanhumility (1158)By person wrote:

    beautifuly discriptive imagery,dark and forbodeing, a cyclical view of a possible future. your words always impress me, i guess what i mean to say is i like the way your mind works....truly you are talented

  • DoctorAsh On Monday, June 30, 2003, DoctorAsh (371)By person wrote:

    Poetry - Bye-gollie-god-damnit - Poetry i say [Beautifully Squared in the tenth Dimention] Upon the collision of fibers lays the brilliance of friction [] Creating a sensual piece of art [D&A]

  • Jonas On Monday, June 30, 2003, Jonas (715)By person wrote:

    and the end times descend, not of god, but of man in his vanity, chains, do no good to keep demons out, but can certainly keep a good man down

  • A former member wrote: that is beautiful...it reminds me of what is wrong with the world today.

  • A former member wrote: One word: Wow.

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