Skies darkened as the clouds shed ruby tears

In consternation and premonitionEarth trembled

All souls still surviving felt the overflow of fears

in them. Seas rose as the mountains crumbled

Orcus appeared from the crevices spewing bubbly lava

Livings sought shelter far from the gods’ ire

But they were not safe even under their trusted cover

That was the promise of the arriving fire.

Religious ones bent, some knelt, and fearfully prayed

Ones of the bottle ran to have the last one, “one more for the road”

Each prepared, as they would prepare before being slayed

For none would survive, not the man, woman or toad

It was the ending of all ends

A ceremony none wanted to attend

Victor Brian

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