Holy Armageddon Poem by Godwin Kavaarpuo

Holy Armageddon

Rating: 5.0


Frozen minds, dangling feet
Bound to what they understand not
Mystery and fantasies are their compatriots
Yet they walk in chains,
in their nude heads
feasting as orgies.

They have manipulated it
religion and politics have embraced
The new dogma is born
Maybe it’s holy Armageddon
Oh the massacres, the blood shed
The white flags and the streaming tears

Tis time to go back home
Fight this infinite power,
join the chorus of our silent heroes
as this eclipse unravels

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dave Walker 31 October 2011

Liked it. Really good write. Good poem.

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