Thursday, August 22, 2024

Apocalypse


Apocalypse
by Lord R.e. Taylor

Let the daylight burn
Struggling against beautiful clouds
While the planet below waits
Watching the apocalypse above
God will cry upon His throne
But even He may be too late
The world will die
And no one will be left to mourn

© Poem – VIII/XXII/MMXXIV
LRET


 

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