A World at Rest
A world at rest
With joyful harmony
No fears no worries
A tranquil place
Slowly approaching
Depleting surroundings
A sense of horror
Knowing its fate
And then so suddenly
A ravaging thrashing affect
Thunder tearing, and killing, with lighting devouring
Waging a war on the world
Then a light threw the heavens
The worst has past
And pure holy light crosses the land
Bringing eternal peace at last.
By, James Levy
3/27/96
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