Philosophers, sociopaths
and peculiar minds,
Have often thought men
were like worms
But such a thought
Becomes a gripping fear
When threatened to be
Snatched from the earth,
By a sky full of feathers
Of black and of red
And rings molten gold
On a swiveling head,
Seeing mankind a feast
To pillage and plunder.
Such a scene would be
Etched onto pages,
"Such a sight to be
Known for the ages,
There came something
Like an ominous wuewuewuewue
Then a sound like a cannon
Or great peal of thunder
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