Cassaries Johnson


A World Of Lightning - Poem by Cassaries Johnson

I see
a world of lightning,
I see
a world that's dying,
I hear
purest children crying,
I smell
smoke from fires rising
I must,
I must be dreaming,
I must,
I must not be seeing,
This can't
This cannot be true,
My mind,
it must be deceiving!
No.
It's all so real.
No.
I am not dreaming.
I stand
in a thunderous hell;
The creation of a man gone mad.

The women,
They die first,
Each struck
by a lightning bolt,
But they,
they are not alone,
The men
they as well start dying,
I see
the man gone mad,
and hear him declare,

'This world,
it lauds the wicked 'maiden'!
This world,
it protects her from consequence!
I bring justice
to all the wicked 'maidens',
and to the knights
who guard them from their fates!
They all
will meet their ends! '

'Because of you
good men have suffered!
Because of you,
good men have died!
If we
cannot live as equals,
then we

will die all the same! '

I look
into the madman's eyes,
I see
those eyes are mine,
My eyes,
They tell of a desperate desire
for justice I could not find

This world
is crumbling,
Those who remain
are stumbling,
I feel
my body tumbling
And awaken
to silence.

Topic(s) of this poem: humanity, tragedy


Poet's Notes about The Poem

This poem describes a vision I had of what could happen if the legal inequalities that men face are not addressed and magic actually existed. I think the music compliments the poem perfectly.

Comments about A World Of Lightning by Cassaries Johnson

  • Liza Sudina (8/31/2015 2:24:00 PM)


    Don't be in despair!
    God is always near!
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Poem Submitted: Monday, August 31, 2015



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