Fates Warning Poem by Indrajit Chatterjee

Amidst twin jets of smoke,
with a heart full of sorrow,
Along the alluvium trails,
Rode the reluctant hero.

This was the future,
and the space age had come to stay.
The human race in a fit of glory,
vanquished boundaries, having the final say.

Hurtling through the nothingness,
with the lapse of space-time bridged,
the blue planet was but a distant memory,
ever fading behind Jupiter's asteroid field.

The Starship Voyager powered down
while the rider looked on in disbelief.
The famed Maker, the Merciful One,
Mankind's Messiah was finally seen.

Divinity indeed lay in seclusion,
in the stone cold recesses of the Kuiper belt;
The condemned dwarf planet came into view,
'There is a hope', the rider felt.

But, Alas, all mercy had been spent
And the Saviour, he had none
The winged devourers, lay perched in a distance
as the journeyman walked on..

'I had made you in My Light,
The Light which you taint today.
You gifted the wicked with blades,
and let the worthy meek fall prey. '

'You waged battles in religion's name,
never knowing my nonchalance was meerly pity;
while the gift of human intelligence,
eventually became the scourge of humanity. '

Taken aback was the rider,
for the Jugdement day had dawned too soon.
'Have mercy on Your children', he cried,
As He torched the Voyager in blazes of plume.

' So let the war mongers have their time in the sun,
let the rivers run red and the killers run free,
'Cause swift will come an answer and sudden shall be the blow.
Before a warning, a message shall ever come.

While a part of Me lies weakened, broken and buried
beneath the depths of earthly rubble,
I will strike from the grave at what you hold dear
and sear your wayward home while you watch it crumble. '