Apostles of apocalypse,
Prophets of doom!
They interpret every moral failure,
And call all aberrations
Signs of the end time.
Humanity is lost to vanity,
Wisdom has left us all.
We are led by charlatans,
We are guided by the blind;
What a curse?
Away with you!
Rebuild the hedges.
Don't put it on God,
Don't be so spiritual,
Put work to faith.
There will be a Second Coming,
But, it will not be when you know.
Let us build the world,
And heal the society.
Else, we're all in hell already.
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Very impressive write, Anyim. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.