The Last Storm

This is a poem about Armageddon.

Echoes from a dying world

Murmurs of pleasure and pain

This lost cause; a broken man

Tales of a love gone insane

We watch the skies, our

expressions forlorn

Somebody muttered the  forbidden

spell

Apart heaven and earth are torn

As the last storm blows through

Mankind gives one last pitiful stare

The reaping is long overdue

As the fabric of reality tears

Space and time as we know it

Now cease to be; was life all

but a dream

All that remains a vast

ocean of eternity