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Falling Birds, Receding Shores

Falling Birds, Receding Shores

©2012, Olan L. Smith

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Woe to feats of men, damnation upon their deeds,

They act blasphemously; they have cursed Your Face and have marred Your covenant,

With these irreverent acts they have damned You;       

'Tis the eve of their cruel demise, a dreaded end to time; December's withered weeds.

Mighty Phoenix will thus fail to rise; its ashes enclose a supplicant.    

You will laugh and say, "'Twas merely fireworks that cause the birds to fall," it was collapse of creeds,

Broken guarantees, wing-ed and mortal creatures will fall to the Earth; plus one lone supplicant, Entertain five sure

Warnings of death; only five, no more before the disintegration of seeds;

Merely five ― only five, not one more before the demise of man; what now will you covet?

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So fall down before tall gods and thus plead for their leniency, all you'll receive is thanatos;

Earthen stones will most surely moan for you that day, and a third surely will parish by fire;

Earthen stones will fracture by flames and shall shout, "My Lord Helios, judgment is fire!"

Merely hours before you sang with pride, "The end is not close!"

And their pride tumbles down like a collapsing glacier―liar!

Tell your children that they are unsafe for the gods do so discern you as liar.

Therefore sulfur does burns your lungs, heed the written words of your dismal receding coasts

They destroy; they are murderers and they take so much away in times of dire

Their own Images from space give testimony; it was not Us to cause your receding coasts.

You murderous fools you take away in times of dire.

(A.N. Ulalume style poem)