I had no need for worry
For the night was soft and
sound
All creatures said goodnight
And fell into a sleep of
peace
I did same with all
I too slept in the solemnity
of peace
With the expectation of a
great morning to do my trade
Indeed my sleep was blissful
But suddenly as though I was
asleep
I yet was in myself all
again
I could feel and know
whatever that surrounded me
Yes! Everything in my room
came alive
As though I never slept
Strangely my sleep was gone
But I could not awake
It was as though I was under
a spell
Suddenly my mind was shut
And my eyes were opened wide
Yet I was still not awake
From nowhere came certain
creatures
Creatures just like me
Men who looked like men
Their reign was awesomely
terrible
As unto a nation, the universe
was her subject
These men ruled everything
without rules
Their law was lawlessness
Indeed their entire was a
mystery unveiled
Really – a mystery of
iniquity
Very terrified at their
appearance
Every creature sort for
hiding
But the nation had become
one so small
These men were ruthless
They only fed on flesh of
Homo sapiens
Mostly ate uncooked flesh
As for a woman, I could
remember
Her child was half eaten
Yet the child did not die
There was nothing like death
Though the torture was awful
They molested anyone they
met
They cared for no one
And no one cared for anyone
Oh! Such a nation that was
I had only one option for me
To run and run, and keep
running
But the more I run the
better I got nowhere
Everything was totally void
The universe was in hands of
these creatures
Our universe had become so
small
As small as a nation
Even a village, with all
living and nonliving
In all my life I have not
seen such evil
I have lived for over two
millenniums
But my eyes have never
beheld such iniquity
Even nature turned her back
on all
She gave not, neither water
nor food
Her rivers were dried
She had been transfigured
into a wasteland
All her fruitful places had
become desolate
Nothing good was available
anymore
Starvation filled our
bellies
Yet these other creatures
beset us roundabout
They fed on us and enslaved
us
What a grievous mischief
this was?
Everything was against
everyone
I saw it with my own eyes
Even some of our people
started feeding on others
How terrible hunger and
thirst are?
A lady, humble in all
appearance grieved me
She squeezed the blood out
of a lad
She used blood to quench her
thirst
I feared for my wretched
life
I knew if I was not eaten,
my blood would be sucked
So I was in great dread of
all
There was no good left
anymore
A young lad of fourteen fed
on someone
Yes. He fed on his only
mother
The woman who had unaided
cared for him
He had no mercy
I searched and lo there was
no mercy left
As for animals I saw none
They were nowhere to be
found
Everything everywhere was
out of control
Nothing could be tamed any
longer
The lifeless became alive
They all craved their
independence
Even the stones, I could
hear, yelling
Nothing was dead or
inanimate
There was so much agony of
the soul
None could bear it
I neither saw night or day
It was all iniquity
There was neither sleep nor
slumber
In the skies stood the sun,
moon and stars altogether
The skies above inspired
threat and fear
The sun was as though
painted with blood
The moon as unto an eclipse
The stars were also blazing
with fire
The clouds were darkened
Lightening and thunders were
the routine
A heavy rage of war did I hear from above
As though war was descending
upon our universe
I was very scared to even
look up
Then I saw one of the
creatures’ faces
He was handsome and
beautiful
He was ugly and hideous
He was innocent and reserved
He was guilty and furious
Words are insufficient to
describe him
The look on his face was
fearsome
At one time it was a male
and another a female
How I resented his
appearance
He came towards my direction
With his bare hands ready to
mangle me
Suddenly my phone rung
I opened my eyes and lo I
awoke
I looked the time and it was
1.37 am
This I saw was an event
which lasted long
Like a decade without any
nights
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Wow, this poem is really deep and frightening, sending chills all over my body. God, warning a generation of wickedness to come unto repentance to escape this mystery of iniquity. The days are not good.
ReplyDeletewow, I could not help but wonder. When I first read this, I was shocked out of my wits and held spell bound. This writing is a masterpiece and we bless God for that. Now to the world and all that are in it, beware for the days are evil! Attach thyself to God and you will taste of Him and know that He is indeed good!
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