Skirmish 6 Poem by Barry Van Allen

Well, Skirmish 6 is coming soon,
I can feel it in my soul,
I can sense that in my bones,
and in everything I know.

I almost want to be a victim,
'cause, I don't want to be a part of,
what happens after that...

Maybe skirmish 7...
maybe skirmish 8...
but at some point, it turns nuclear,
then who applies the brakes!

All 6 billion people,
perhaps 7, when it happens,
will be glad it wasn't them, at first,
and will face the big decisions...

Is any body's God worth this?
Is any one's religion?
Is any cause, worth every cost?
For everybody, everywhere?

Who will violate their thoughts?
Who Is next on that agenda?
Who must conform in every way?
Who is willing to bow down...
the way they did in Spain?

It is going to take catastrophe,
on a scale never seen,
for the world to come to grips with this,
and deal with survival,
as well as everything that means.

The penguins in Antarctica,
will even be affected,
unless we stop those lunatics,
that believe they are directed,
to be bombs for God, to save us,
by blowing us to hell!