Could there be…are there any survivors?
Must target the roving bands of liars, thieves, loiterers.
What phenomenon garnered such abject devastation?
What ungodly creature dismembered God’s own creation?
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Wow, this captures enormously a lot of what's been happening in the world and what I have been feeling. Congratulations on such a well constructed piece of poetry, work of art!
Having just come through both a tornado and a minor earthquake last weekend, I identify with this...and man alive! That kicker at the end...for I have lost someone, 'ALL BECAUSE I CHOSE...TO LOVE SOMEBODY.' How well I know that feeling of 'HOW DID THE WORLD TURN ON ME? ' Wonderful writing!
CATASTROPHE A moving, poignant plea to the Omnipotent Divine Power. “What ungodly creature dismembered God’s own creation? ” You describe the frightening desolation and destruction in ringing, rhythmic alliteration. “Ravenous rivers raging, onerous oceans oscillating, malicious mountains moving, dangerous dams deteriorating. Stalwart walls crumbling, bruised lips swollen, tired eyes blackened, ardent spirits broken.” Brilliant luminous writing. Beautifully composed. Your vision is large enough to include the world. “One day Troy, the Philippines, Louisiana, Mt. Vesuvius, one day, Montserrat, the Virgin Islands, Florida, Honduras. Entrapment, middle passage, slavery…” All of us are invited into your open heart. You wrote: “*HUMANITY! *” Highlighted with stars in remind us that we are all in there. You end the poem with a universal cry of despair. “How did the world turn on me? ” It is a helpless feeling we all share. All humanity.