Delayed Judgement

Delayed Judgement

A Poem by David Lewis Paget

The cumulo-nimbus clouds crept up

From the South, preceding the dawn,

Under the cloak of darkness they

Arrived as the day was born,

The sun peered over the rim of the earth

And beamed its rays to the clouds,

While we of the feckless, reckless earth

Buried our dead in shrouds.

 

We buried our heads in the sand, I said

From the wars that nobody won,

But battered our ideologies

In the face of each daughter and son,

Though the right were wrong and the wrong were wrong

When the end was written in blood,

Just as the choices of man have bled

Since the seasons before the flood.

 

The clouds crept up on that terrible day

When the world, with bated breath,

Looked up to the skies for a warning

Would it be life for the world, or death?

The end of the Mayan Calendar

Fell due on that fateful day,

We felt the Mayans foretold the end,

The earth was passing away.

 

The sun beamed out of the cumulus cloud

That was drifting across the earth,

When a host that shone like a silver ray

Appeared like a miracle birth,

They lined the cloud, a million strong

Were seen by the weak and the bold,

And one shone brighter than all the rest

In a garment of purple and gold.

 

‘He’s come again, for the second time,’

We cried in our shock and awe,

‘The Judgement is nearly upon us,’ cried some,

‘You know what that means, it’s war!’

Some of us stood with our arms held high,

While others hid under a rock,

And then the barrages, into the sky,

Began, and they wouldn’t stop.

 

We watched as the rockets rose on high

And the planes took off like gnats,

Missiles and shells from the military fell

From the skies, in their futile attacks,

The Host of the Lord gazed down from the clouds

Untouched; we thought he’d escape,

Then one with a nuclear head went up

And the clouds became mushroom shaped.

 

‘The world has survived’ was the common excuse,

‘Mankind has a second chance,

Anything rather than Judgement,’ they said

Went back to their warlike plans,

While those with still a religious bent

Expectantly waited for Him,

They’ve murdered him twice, but still they rejoice

While awaiting the ‘Third Coming.’

 

David Lewis Paget

© 2012 David Lewis Paget


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very apocalyptic imagery. it's like the propaganda those doomsday people preach. i agree there will always be war, and that it is hubris for man to think he could conquer the host with his weapons of mass destruction. i say, 'dear lord, protect me from your followers.'

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I think this is a really great piece,i love how every words created images in my mind,but about the end of the Mayan calendar,i dont believe that it was the end of the world or second coming. I believe in God and I believe that only God knows when the world will end and when is the second coming,all we have to do is be good,pray,believe in him and wait :)

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I really have no words...because it was an unexpected, yet beautiful write...completely different and it just shows where WE are...!

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This is one of the greatest pieces I've read on writerscafe. All of the imagery and your word descriptions take me on a ride. It never bored me and had me reading until the very end, soaking up all of the woundrous words. This was extremely thought out and I can tell you are a great writer just from this one piece!

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David, if I were to give a complete commentary on this piece from my perspective it would take at least several pages, so I will try my best to keep it in a nutshell.
I have been a student of the Mayan calander from both the perspective of the end of time senario as well as the dawning of a new consciousness. I prefer to believe in the latter, though I wonder if it can only come about through the former...
I have been a student of the Bible as well, specifically the teachings of Jesus along with the books of Daniels and Revelations. I have put much thought into the co-relations of the two. If God is our Father, then Earth is our Mother, which is represented as the Tree of Life through Mayan doctrine.
Primarily, however, I consider myself a student of the Tao Te Ching through which I learn to percieve things impartially and objectively. Still got a lot of learnin' to do!
Anyhow, I understand the "First Coming" as the Message, but I believe that the "Second Coming" is symbolic of us actually getting the Message and it is supposed to be us that comes to Him. In other words, our Assention. The "Third Coming"? No offence David, but I think this is wishful thinking! However, for me, this is probably the most thought provoking piece of literature I have ever read. Outstanding!!

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once again, you amaze me, david, for i never get tired of reading your wonderful tales! they simply take me out of this world, to another realm of fantastical possibilities and brings me back to that childhood magic i so often forget these days, amongst the humane and shuffling around of the everyday life, i dont have time for such things anymore. and when reading your work, i feel as if i am reunited with an old friend.

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very apocalyptic imagery. it's like the propaganda those doomsday people preach. i agree there will always be war, and that it is hubris for man to think he could conquer the host with his weapons of mass destruction. i say, 'dear lord, protect me from your followers.'

Posted 11 Years Ago


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This is an amazing write. As with all your writings - you leave me wanting more :)
Very thought provoking!

Posted 11 Years Ago


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Humanity, inhumanity...us floured ,dredged then bubbles of hot oil.....we are a greedy lot of losers.

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amazing! I agree 100% with Tate Morgan. we are puppets in a master plans.

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David Lewis Paget

Moonta, South Australia, Australia



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