Apocalyptic Sunshine

shade your eyes

Humanity soaks in the mud of the world-

While the devil plays the fiddle

to GOD’S applause~

 

where red skies

bloodshot eyes

dirty faces

sin drenched places-

 

are but tiny brushstrokes  of

dark etchings on a

brightly lit landscape-

 

where puppeteers, pagan seers,

prophets, soldiers and priests

hop, skip and jump to the beat of

a beggars tune- whereby- they leap

into a miasma of filth filled with their

manufactured piety and despair

 

while the rest of us

just watch, play, sleep

and wither away…

 

Reviews

[Platypus]

This is the best of your apocolypse series. It has the most interesting turn of phrase and is the most thought-provoking (IMHO). Well done.

[Cherrie Palmer]

This is dark, rich and full of imagery. Cherrie

[deeps]

Humanity soaks in the mud of the world-
While the devil plays the fiddle
to GOD'S applause~

Awesome lines here, I adore you style and creativity, and your class that shows yourself, you
are one of my favorite poets. Your words amaaze me and move my soul.

[Susan]

this is a strange one....I'm not sure what to say... i find it disturbing to say the least.