Spring's Wintry Leaves

Spring's wintry leaves, like clamoring hands that wave at me

As I stand with my wintry knees, shaking in the wintry breeze

Because something in that frozen sky had frightened me

There was a shout up there, an explosion in the atmosphere

As if the Earth itself had made a whisper

A whisper that sounded like a gunshot in an echo chamber

God, himself, then came down from the clouds above

With his angels in tow like a carriage full of golden winged snow

He then said to all of man, this is the end

It's time for you all to be in Heaven

We said no! We who chose to resist

To the thing that holds the globe full of snow

We shot our missiles and we scrambled our jets

We begged and pleaded and detonated our nuclear warheads

But, in the end, we never had a chance

The angels prevailed and what remained of man was dead

For God is omnipotent, and we were hardly Christians