Posted: 12 August 2004
Word Count: 150
As the cloud touched the horizon,
A gust of wind blew to meet
The dread coming. And a howl
From below reached the sky and
Struck the earth with lights in
A speed of a bullet. Death
Smelled all around, blood soaked
The earth in vengeance –‘tis hatred.
From the sun, then, came a chariot
With a warrior ready for another
Battle. But a sound of defeat
Loomed the air, hanging heavy,
And not a soul can stand
The terror of another war.
And another chariot charging, and in it
The blackness of horror –
The warrior of Death. He collected
The souls and dragged them away
To the eternal death.
Cries of panic, anguish and
Pain mixed with tragic, horror
And dread. Then the sky fell
To the earth in great thunder,
To end the curse of mortality;
To end the life, to end death.
And, here came silence.
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