It Has Arrived Poem by Blanche Hardin
It Has Arrived
This may bring about the end of the earth,
My stories of destruction and for what its worth.
Triumph and tragedy will fight with a fist,
Death and malice may too exist.
It'll rain until the blood is drained,
So it will let the sky breathe of what remained.
Nothing will save you from your death,
No one until your last breath.
Friday, February 29, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: death,may
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