There will come a time, when enough is enough.
When civilization reaches its peak, admist the smoke & the dust.
When the culmination of war & disease causes man to erupt
in extreme violence, so intense, it'd rock the heavens above.
A time when the going gets tough, all resources are cut
as the land slowly dies, the rivers begin to flood.
When there is suddenly no such thing as sharing & love.
Oh what a day when it arrives! Man will be certainly done!
....... for judgement day has come. RUN.
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Mother Earth, Father Time.
No longer they mourn. They get set to conceive.
Soon a child is born. Only then man would believe.
Hearts will be torn. Terror would wreak.
Havoc. Unfathomable horror. The Judges agreed.
The Cosmic Order meeting adjourned. All were in favor.
The verdict?
To soon unleash the freakish, Child of Nature.
Mother Earth. Wake up.
Let your eyes set upon our Saviour.
Such beauty when its day of wrath shakes them.
Such awe when we take back where they take from.
Everything you gave them. Now wake up.
Soon comes the day they look up & say,
"Save us."
Father Time and the Cosmic Order watch quietly,
as Mother Earth begins her labor.
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Push....
Blinding light emerged from the darkness
in the abyss of the cosmos.
The seas within her had parted, flooded the land, destroyed all the harvest.
Push....
Every planet turned out of orbit, tilted.
Universal vibration.
The land within Mother Earth shook. Violent earthquakes threatened to annihilate nations.
Push....
The sun bled. The moon turned to a yellowish haze.
Night fell.
She tossed and turn in rage due to the severe birth pains.
Push....
The stars aligned. Father Time prepared for the finale.
Birth almost complete.
While on earth, the devastation increased. Mankind solemnly weeped.
Push....
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Time stood still.
The Cosmic Order arose.
The final thrust was complete-
the child loomed over his mother, set to devour her soul.