The Sign 4 Poem by Aram Stefanian

The Sign 4

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When Tor went down to earth, he was amazed to see
The people worship the beast that had a wound of a sword
From which spurted black blood, and Tor recalled the prophecy-
The infamous name and the number of the beast did accord
With a cryptic code from the book that he stole a glance at.
When an enraged crowd came forward to seize Tor,
He shouted, ''I'll knock your plans into a cocked hat.
The blind and the deaf, the beast followers with hands in gore,
In the book of life your names have not been written.
Not with the sword will I kill the beast, but with a word.
Repent before it's too late; at the tempting bait you have bitten.
It's not me who is to judge, from now on I'm free as a bird.''
Then Tor sprouted wings and flew up, and all were astonished.
Tor's words struck fear into a single, even a cold heart.
And when an angel appeared, the third of the earth vanished.
He held a key to the abyss and a massive chain for a start.

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Aram Stefanian

Aram Stefanian

Yerevan, Armenia
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