Gabriel's Horn Poem by Paul Warren

Gabriel is blowing his horn
So loud and clear as if to warn
Of coming doom that was about to be
Change your ways if you don't see

Soothsayers shout their message to all
Heed it now in their final call
But the people just sat and shook their head
They laughed and said it was an imaginary dread

Viruses spread quickly from the East
To kill the people oh such a beast
Where to go we rung our hands
Mighty now was God's command

Those infected coughed and bled
The uninfected ran away instead
No place is safe in this world ours
For our sins our safety is now beyond our powers.

© Paul Warren Poetry