The bodachs gather
I'm feeling odd
something is about to happen
my face maintains a calm façade

Dangerous intentions
build within
mortal coil
glows with sin

The winds of change
have blown by
none of them
hear the cry

Lightning strikes
blinds the eyes
exploding diamonds
cut cosmic ties

Swirling evil
spirals around
most of us
never hear it's sound

Clairvoyants scream
on its approach
it smiles with guile
has no reproach

In the melee
that ensues
some watch TV,
magazines perused

Oblivious too
the worlds ills
surf the web
relax and chill

On the search
pokémon found
between dead bodies
on the ground

The smell of rot
hangs in the air
they ignore
screams of despair

As buildings fall
in jihad plans
there seems no-one
willing to stand

IEDs explode
as bullets fly
the ones that do
destined to die

Clinton murders
Trump enslaves
founding fathers
squirm in their grave

Casting lies
sweet treat bait
see who swallows
reeled to their fate

Bought and sold
souls highest bidder
as we head
toward nuclear winter

It's just as well
there's no repair
a few will survive
the truth and dare

Tracks of tears
cut through the dust
but nothing prevents
our moral rust or unquenchable lust

Damaged goods
at first breath
poisoned from
mothers breast

From the ashes
a few will climb
some will think
they are divine

Switching gears
from pain to love
one will fly
like Noah's dove

What that olive branch
may turn out to be
I guess we'll watch
and wait and see