MichaelFrancis Heineman Poems
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The Day The World Ended
If you are reading this it's already too late
For we all have met our fate
A fine maiden she is
We lurk unaware of her dispositions
Crafting away our own ambitions
Something feverish this way comes
A pound, a batter, a chime, some thumps
A knock, a ring, a yell, a scream
Who is it? Who is this?
Leave me now, for I've yet to finish
But when fate arrives she comes for lives
Beast of Hades leave me be
My mind tells me to flee the scene
My heart assaults my chest like hammer
Slowly now a fate soon answers
Thud…. Thud….. Thud ….