Fear Of Your Nation Poem by Martin Byrne

Scorched earth is my policy
Death is a reward for resistance
Life is a punishment for the passive
Pride is the core of the problem
And hate is the result of it all.
I come at the end of an era
The plagues will be my herald
The oceans will boil at my feet
Your nation shall quake and falter
And your only hope is love.
Love will change it all
The plagues will not come
The oceans will calm
Your nation will sleep
And I shall watch over it.