Fireball Or Icecloud Poem by Barry Middleton

the rain is pouring down
a sweet but mournful sound
but no one has to die amid the flood

we know the end will come
we'll hear the beating drum
as judgment falls to wash us in the blood

but we were promised then
when earth comes to its end
there's be no need to build another ark

it may be fire or ice
that will exact the price
infernos grow from just a single spark

and I've been cold too long
if fire must end my song
then I will pray that it is truly hot

reminding me of youth
and love and faith and truth
till icecloud cold is finally forgot