I witnessed the birth of Destruction
The moon tied in orbit to its ember Earth,
Once cold oceans, dry with fire,
Black continents charred by heat

The red sun
Filled up the skies
And chased
The moon
Too close
To the stratosphere
Fires of Earth
Heated by its breeze

And only a myth were cooling streams,
And raindrops;
Fog replaced by smoke
And searing seething beasts
Who once Sang in Heavenly choirs

Now chained
Upon the molten pools

In rivers of molten fire,

And eternal death
Burnt On its own crosses
Imperfect sacrifice,

In darkness the heat intensified;
Darkness was upon us.

Don V Standeford

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