Aram Stefanian

Rookie - 179 Points (20 Nov.1950 / Yerevan, Armenia)

Grand Finale

Poem by Aram Stefanian

A new celestial body ejected from the core of the black hole
Is gonna change the rigid schedule of the universe for good
Where's that luckiest person who'll be in time for saving his soul?
The non-human race is to rule after the mankind ends up worm-food
In less than a million years from now the Earth will grow into an extinct star
Lost in the galaxy, heading for its eternal relentless rotation
An impending peril of the grand finale is getting closer, it's not that far
We all are gonna fall unless we come up with an ingenious invention
On its thorny way to heaven one petrified soul faced a crying angel
And wished it could have hands to wipe the angel's tears dry
The divine messenger said sadly that he'd stop keeping a vigil
His new lord wanted no more souls, from him they got the go-by

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, February 10, 2007

Poem Edited: Tuesday, January 11, 2011