baying blood hands @ fragile front doors.
Masses are driven from out their homes.
wild winds force the innocent to roam.
We head toward global martial law.
As mankind rips open Pandora's door.
What doth chase innocence away,
beastly, frightening there it wont stay.
Ideologies scorch Earth between sky land rips asunder,
The creature follows innocents for gross biennial plunder.
Babylon to gridlock its immense might & power.
An extremely daunting time for a dragons half hour.
We await the storming of fragile front GATES
The world now filled with extreme misguided pure HATE,
Do not be fearful of mans impending ruination.
Greedy ripping, spite fueled fat finger degradation.
As we look to all that is beautifully peaceable,
This understanding is full of all that is reasonable,
Its now a fine second to tow an honorable line,
Towards exactly what's written, promised peaceful sublime.
Look towards ancient written about signs,
A future of peace for the meek so designed.
Tarquin J Oarsmad 2017
