Forth Coming

The seas all churn with anticipating fear

For the carcinogenic essence comes nearer and near

The mournful and ominous forests all bend and sway

Their celestial knowledge urging them to flee far away

The light quivers and buckles at the coming monstrosity

Making it to nearly impossible to see

Turning the sky, so deep

Black as the pit of never ending sleep

The mysteries the future will hold

Never to be fore seen of fore told