The 'E' Word Poem by bobby beddoe

The 'E' Word



An electromagnetic pulse, (EMP) ,
Attack off our coastline by a rogue army,
Would cost us a great life loss,
With Katrina-like chaos;
Plunging us back into the 19th century!

Listed below is what could (will?) happen:
Without killing us the way old fashioned;
One blast and we’re overthrown.
Means we’ll all be on our own,
E’en if some areas are not stricken!

A scenario: In the name of Allah;
Let’s say Iran’s terrorist proxy, Hezbollah,
Fires on us in coldblood,
An EMP tipped scud,
From a boat with an American name, say like, Deborah!

BOOM! They then immediately sink their shrimper,
And the crew hops a waiting nearby freighter,
Thus leaving no fingerprints behind.
That way, no one would know which swine
The American nation they did murder!

Many would, in winter, eventuality freeze,
Bye-bye to computers, cars, and school degrees;
Without Transpiration
And no Communication,
We’d soon perish from starvation and disease!

Now – we won’t attend the clash at Armageddon
For the final good vs. evil confrontation.
Israel Won’t need us.
They and The Lord Jesus
Will tell all the Kings of the world to, “Bring it on”!

Skeptics don’t believe all this but soon might will.
They think omens like this are over-kill;
Sad, their numbers are many.
Most are that way ‘cause really -
Their knowledge of the end time consists of nil!

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