Gog and Magog: After the Last Battle

And then the moons fell, as the demons flooded the ancient sky above,
Blotting out the cryptic sun like bats – all laws were broken – the mind thus spent;

And two evil angels looked out upon the precipice,
The first was called WASP Right; the other, Liberal Treachery.

And the land of unwound clocks did wither, while sacred texts did blacken
And homeless waifs did plead; and they took pride in their villainy,

Locked beneath a diluvian realm thus shattered, they stood upon time’s
Broken arrow and watched as the towers of Troy did fall;

And the sands of fate stood bereft upon the gloaming,
And the primordial firmament wept blood incarnadine;

While a land that had once known reason was engulfed in perfidy,
Enslaved by amnesia, born of an apathy soon forgot,

Of a blindness hour – a thousand years in the hourglass,
As the terrors of the Antichrist hovered ineluctably;

Dreams that littered the ground like broken glass, whose flowers
Had wept upon the earth like dying weeds – yet they knew not;

And the vanquished were engulfed in a sea of merciless fire,
And the prophets mourned again for just one last time.

David Penner’s articles on politics and health care have appeared in Dissident Voice, CounterPunch, Global Research, The Saker blog, OffGuardian and KevinMD; while his poetry can be found at Dissident Voice, Mad in America, and redtailedhawk.substack.com. Also a photographer, he is the author of three books of portraiture: Faces of The New Economy, Faces of Manhattan Island, and Manhattan Pairs. He can be reached at 321davidadam@gmail.com. Read other articles by David.