THE END OF DAYS
The end of days is near,
The writing on the wall is clear,
Possible impossibilities with no rational explanation,
Sweet-Bitter moments mixed up with no cease in declination.
All had been told in distinguished prophecies,
The world has been hit with multiple deficiencies,
The goodness of life has suddenly hit a massive low,
All to everyone becomes nothing but a huge blow.
Seasons have totally taken a huge twist,
The element of predictability has lost the grip on its wrist,
Hotness and coldness do not vary anymore,
Anything goes with the season that coincide with your favor.
With no excuses for all the overwhelming happenings that are causing grief,
We humans are the architect of our own mischief,
While some believe God already wrote the whole story to be this way,
Others are working hard to make sure they take absolute responsibilities for the fray.
Beware the apocalypse is near,
The end of all journeys that powers in with fear,
Have you done just enough to justify your righteous ways?
Or are you so unconcerned about your judgment when the rightful owner of the world finally arrive to take his place?
Temitope Omotoso
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BLASPHEMY OR INJUSTICE
PoetryBLASPHEMY OR INJUSTICE is a poetry collection about rare opinions on the reality, truth, and fiction surrounding the mysterious existence of life. As the author of this masterpiece, my theoretical knowledge explains my comprehension on the highs and...
