All the pieces are set in place

Positioned correctly-Finally in order

Nothing’s been left to chance…

What was started centuries ago

Is now freight train unstoppable!

The closing chapter of this age

Not even the prayers of the righteous

Can halt its advance

For everything is happening

That has been secretly ordained….

My heart now feels heavy

As I slowly watch events unfold

My one true purpose

To reflect God’s eternal mercy, love and grace…

The  streets are full of the afraid

Fleeing from the mad!

We all know the game is up

Hope is slowly vanishing

Civilization ceasing

Memories of the past now worthless…

There is nothing left to cling too

But men still refuse to turn to God

Instead cursing his name

Killing all who believe

Even at this eleventh hour

All is lost…

No heat, power, transport or food

Trapped in this dystopian nightmare

My mind slowly shutting down

Numb-No longer able to feel

A plague upon my emotions…

Poking a bonfire with a stick 

While an old blind violinist

Plays a fitting dirge…

Just a void emptiness in my soul

No more delusions or fake dreams

This reality comes in just two sizes

Alive or Dead…

So I head to the graveyard

Lay upon a tomb

It is eerily still-Loudly quiet

Birds have lost their song

I stare at the sky

Start a conversation with God

Awaiting the blood red moon

A fitting finale for this colourful life

Just waiting for the moon

Knowing in the end

Everybody prays……

M C Bolton February 2023