The Prophet And The Poet Poem by Denis Martindale

The Prophet And The Poet



The dream began as darkness fell… and I perceived a change,
When prophecy bade me foretell the years ahead so strange…
The coming battles, then a war, like Man has never seen,
The Earth was shaken to the core, more than it's ever been…

Catastrophe! Great loss of life! A stricken worldly age,
Beyond Man's thoughts of pain and strife, true horror centre stage…
The punishments were so severe, I screamed in agony,
At everything that Man should fear that I was forced to see…

Such that I forced myself to wake, still trembling in my bed,
My burdened heart so close to break, yet I must live instead…
To write truths down fresh from my mind, to state these one by one,
The weapons that Mankind designed brought death by moon and sun…

From secret places came such things, set loose like poisoned darts,
They soared like eagles without wings, then scattered to all parts…
And then they fell from yonder skies, to swoop, attack and kill,
Condemning Man as most unwise, defiant of God's will…

The slaughter demons gathered all, like locusts on the land,
They snatched away both great and small, just as the Devil planned…
And I saw God observing death, the angels silent there,
Then Jesus Christ of Nazareth screamed out in earnest prayer…

‘Not yet…' said God. ‘But soon, My Son…' That's when the angels cheered…
They knew God's countdown had begun… and thus their tensions cleared…
And then arose their songs of praise, despite the world in pain,
Because they knew what must take place… when Jesus comes again…


Denis Martindale February 2018.


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The Prophet And The Poet
Saturday, February 24, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: faith,god,heaven,holy spirit,jesus,prophecy,war and peace,angels
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