Inspiration: The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock (Eliot), Hamlet, The Bible.
I have Seen Them All
Traversing parched terrain; gazed
Death pulling it apart from outside in;
Observed without slightest fain.
Fissures dispersing to farthest parts the people of its land-
The gaping belly of Mother Earth, Dissected.
Fragmented, they stood staring in the abyss.
Contemplating the end too late –
Reconsiliating event with no return, they kiss.
Gaunt-like faces harrowed by their fall.
Hallowed be thy name – they call.
Vulture’s shriek – Cacophony echoes Deceit -.
Descending the Rank of Man, consumes its greed.
Solace attempted, in Hail Mary. And,
Testimonies avowed the woes. Decadence’s closer hand,
Encroaching upon all, impressed the end.
What of progress?
Ah.! Worm, fattened from gluttony.
Still, I must digest! And do confess,
The Lord whom I shall meet ahead, is close at hand.
I beg your pardon, for now, I must depart!