Poem – Chenobyl was predictable

signs pointed to demise were written
in the skies and death clouds
of morn and owe and sacrifices
unheeded and unnecessary
Even before I had completed my painting
stars were conveying the end days
then Chenobyl happened to great amazement…
for the end days are coming
and they are always here
someones days are ending ever in each moment
we prepare wisely
fools panic
not after ignoring the obvious yes
mother nature teaches harsh lessons
Jesus promised to return no
don’t wait for the next flood oh
He comes when you are prepared
suffering can’t be avoided no
we don’t escape no
life is all about this
and that yes
joy too!
magic jack 2012.12.29