Intimidate His Flock [rev.] Poem by Margaret Alice Second

With great relief I see my little universe stops at
the place where the trousers of time split and a
strange Rafael who intimidates his loving flock,
driving them to suicide; turns left as I turn right,
away from this doomsday soothsayer claiming
hydrogen bombs will kill a human spirit as it's
made of hydrogen - such a weird new theory -
traditionally a spirit's been spiritual: meaning
materially invisible and non-quantifiable

Rafael predicts WWIII and I respect his right to
free speech, making disciples and keeping his
eyes -with glee- upon the destruction of Planet
Earth - to be brought about by the belief of his
devotees in these unsettling speeches leading
to perdition - BECAUSE our universe will veer
off in the opposite direction to a less dramatic
future of happiness, compromise and peace-
where we shall work on our differences

While exciting pockets of unrest shall present
enough challenge for adventurers; with great
amusement I read Rafael - then turned away
relieved, realising this probable reality could
never enter my world where wise gurus offer
better theories; ignorance only wreaks havoc
for those bemused by a prophet's words so
they keep following him - even when the

Fabric of reality splits - then requires belief
to bring scary visions into fruition…