Torn Poem by Barry Middleton

Torn



the curtain of the sky is torn
as secrets are revealed

the malice of the human heart
can never more be healed

if gods above still keep accounts
where stars descend in space

a mighty storm will soon befall
the vicious human race

if vengeance is the way of gods
then so with man below

the end will come in fire and ice
with every land laid low

but if the voice above is mute
and heedless of a plan

the same destruction comes to us
begot by deeds of man

Friday, February 5, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: evil,judgment
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dimitrios Galanis 05 February 2016

In every of the two cases isn't there a salvation? //The imagery in front of you.

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Barry Middleton 05 February 2016

Some days I believe in salvation. Some days I don't.

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