Poetic Prophecy

By: D. Clark

When the fifth month, third year in the new age is here,
So comes the second challenge of mans greatest fear,
When the sands of the east are plagued with fear and fright,
On this day the dragons shall unleash their fiery might,

With this begins the great chaotic calamity when the sky shall be as red as blood,
Then began the great panic that furiously flowed like the deluge flood,
As man walked his last steps on his final stand,
Many suffered and perished on earth’s conquered land,

As the desperate child cried for its distant mother with blind trust,
These Artic winds shall blow with a cataclysmic gust,
When the wounds bleed one color of red during the second phase of the third,
Only then will the lions eyes be earned and cries be heard,

Just as the awakening before this cycle that has began,
A lion shall awake from darkness of her lunar den,
As the lion returns with a thunderous and magnificent roar,
This king of terror is vanquished once more…