The Tick Tick Tick of the Vaccine Bomb

Some hope for the New Year

During my entire life, I have never been in a time in which hope is needed so badly.  My readers, my family, and my friends all seem to be looking for it.  They ask me to give them hope.  I try valiantly to give them whatever small piece I can find on that particular day.

Of course, the more you know (or think you know) the more alarmed you will be about our current situation. There is also what I believe to be a mass precognition alarm going off in the heads of many. Our danger senses are going off.  Our consciousness is reacting and producing feelings that we really don’t understand. All of which seems to hang over our daily lives like an invisible Sword of Damocles waiting to pierce our unsuspecting skulls. There is a tick tick tick right now of what appears to be a vaccine bomb counting down to detonation in 4.5 billion souls. So how is it even remotely possible to be “normal” with the distinct possibility of 58.1% of our population headed for mass graves? It’s impossible.

All of which brings me to my gift of hope to our tattered and torn world. This is the best I can do right now. I created this a few months ago. It’s been called a prayer for our times. I hope it gives you a bit of hope for this coming New Year.

To Defeat the Beast

When Satan walks the earth
Taking different shapes 
Of men, beasts and things 
Infecting the small and the mighty 
Poisoning both the strong and the weak
Buying souls by the thousands 
And then making them work 
Tearing asunder, all that is just 
And all that is good  
Replacing; love with hate 
Toleration with humiliation 
Peace with war 
Feasts with famines  
Plenty with poverty 
Life with death.

Preying upon human sheep
No man, woman or child is safe 
From his deadly embrace
‘Tis not safe in the world
When Satan walks the earth unchained 
And unfettered by heaven and earth 
Answering to no one 
Destroying with reckless abandon 
And a gleeful distain
For everything good in this world 
For everything loved in this world.

When Satan walks the earth
All that is just and good
Must forge iron swords of truth and justice
To be wielded by ordinary men and women
Whose purity of heart and conviction of soul
Will give them the strength and the courage
To defeat the beast
Sending him and his human whores
Back to the pit of hell
Back to the fire and brimstone
Back to where they belong.

“To Defeat the Beast” and other poems about the coming apocalypse are in my book, Journeys into the Red Zone (54 poems for 2021)