The deluge is approaching
I was told by a heavenly voice
But what could I do at all?
I have nothing you call choice
I am left with only one option
Wait fatalistically for the fate
To fall on us; ingest us to the deep
To digest us and to defecate!
We built no boat like father Noah
A hireling ferryman we did employ
Who is hoped to sail us to safety
What will a worker for wage enjoy?
He will expect his coin every time
And whenever apt would claim more
At the approach of the tsunami
To save our souls will he be afore?
By choosing evil, instead of good
The eternal forking when present
We stepped to the petty path when
To our lowest leanings we bent
The deluge will be upon us sooner
Than later, hear the nearing roar
There’s no redemption anywhere
For the condemned in the core!
Xavier Bage
Friday, June 22, 2018
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