A Prophecy: 2007 Poem by DM W
A Prophecy: 2007
Under a black cloud,
Pregnant with lightning,
Lies a ruined temple,
Covered in ancient dust.
Recently, the bell in the temple
Tolled a rusted bronze prayer;
That echoed for moments.
And everyone scattered,
As though heaven itself,
Had broken into pieces.
And now in the modern church of man
There is a trembling blaze of candles;
That seems to indicate that something
Is terribly...terribly amiss.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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