High above the sleeping city
Angel presence in the sky
Warning of a baleful future
If his message we deny.
Caught up in our petty squabbles
Focused on our selfish ends
Ignorant of coming peril
Who has seen what now descends?
Who has seen the bigger picture
Looming future in the sky?
Portent of a gloomy future
If his message you deny.
Wake from slumber sleeping city
Lest disaster you befall
Don't ignore the sombre warning
Hear the angel's urgent call!
YOU ARE READING
My Poets Pub Bits
PoetryI was fortunate enough to discover Poet's Pub very early in my Wattpad experience and have found it a hugely supportive community. This is a collection of poems I submitted for various Poets Pub competitions and collections. They are published in bo...
