Armageddon Rain
By: Sinjin Jones

Can you hear it?
It hears you.

It shouts silent screams into your flaccid mind.
It flies through the air with the preacher’s speech.
It falls from the sky in acid drops,
Careful to stay clear of your impish reach.
It dies with the innocent child.
It is born with the future killer.
It desires no more than to destroy your life,
With its innocence and ignorant behavior.
It clings to the words of the politician
It dances revolutions in war.
It will pour fire from the sky,
Settling the eternal score.

It lives in your heart but not your soul.
It feeds upon our destruction.
It waits for a time to quench its thirst,
To lick at our corruption.
We ignore it as if an untamed variable.
It enjoys this as well.
For with ignorance comes limitless bliss,
And a void only it can quell.
It will rain its hate upon us.
Stopping not for a single plea.
It will save us from our boorish selves,
Or disrupt us from our brainless glee.

Can you hear it?
It’s beginning to rain…

I put this here because people seemed to like it when I read it at a poetry slam earlier this year. It personifies armageddon into an unstopable force that is falling towards us. It's kind of pessimistic in a sense but it's the truth about the world as I see it. This was written at a time when I was playing with rhyme, I usually don't write poetry with rhyme but it's nice.