Armageddon

This is a poem for a contest where only five of nine words given needed to be used. I used eight of the nine words given. Armageddon speaks for itself.

Armageddon

 

 

Gods of thunder, gods of light,

I think Mars is passing by

showing off his scarlet might

taunting men to fight and die.

 

An irate affair.

 

Silver missiles reach their height

as our precious children cry.

Dolls and toy balloons ignite

when fire bites the morning sky.

 

Burning each toy bear.

 

 

Now there's no more war to fight,

no more lands to occupy.

Only ashes, only blight

underneath the big blue sky.

 

Isotopic air.

 

Mars is moving out of sight

with a tear upon his eye

for he may not find delight

warring with the by-and-by.

 

No more people there.

Reviews

[SquinklaPsyOps]

The poem is a comparison of how we could learn from other places so that it won't happen to us, for instance it could say that when we see martians space ships it could remind us of what happened to the planet mars that has no life and what was left of their habitants roam in space ships and is not worth battleling with them because most of the martians are extinct by looking at their planet mars.

[Aethereal]

Thanks for your unique interpretation, SqinklaPsyOps! Mars is the Roman god of war, but the planet itself could be a reminder of what Earth may become if we're not careful.

[Marie]

I've read some excellent poems for this contest; yours is one.

[Aethereal]

Thanks, Marie!

[Zahra]

Intriguing and creative write, words woven masterfully. Very nice

[Aethereal]

Thanks, I Have A Voice! Mars is busy these days.

[Rita L. Sev]

Great use of the allotted words, Aethereal. Vivid and dramatic; war only leads to an end, never a beginning...

[Aethereal]

Thanks, Rita! The war that end all wars is the war that ends all people.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

good point...if we have enough wars, there will be no more people left...

so senseless...and these poems for this contest are speaking volumes about the plight of the world today...and all the conflict.

nicely done.

[Aethereal]

Thanks, jacob! I'll be sure to read each of these thoughtful poems.