Apoplectic Apocalypse

Get a grip

Don’t have a stroke

The world is not about to end

At least not the way you imagine.

 

No angry God is coming

To toss everyone but you

And those just like you

Into a fiery caldron

 

The four horsemen

Are not riding in from

Any of the four directions

Waging war on the Antichrist

 

Pay attention though

There is a whirlwind

Of greed, of hate,

Of callous disregard

 

Mind your manners

Care for the earth

It is where we are

And where we will remain

 

Not a second coming

But a second blooming

We must learn to love each other

This life, this world, forever.

 

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