Oblivion

First, I saw a headless man
Holding his own severed head:
The head held ten eyes and in
Its mouth were fangs of fire;
With pale skin and drawn features;
I saw its mouth in motion,
What beast could laugh in such a way,
And on the head I saw a crown,
The crown of the world;
The man stood with iron feet upon our
Small blue planet, tainted by man,
I could see the dying planet as it
Rocked and shivered from foul disease
Man had brought down and cursed it with.

The headless man held in his other hand
A staff with seven stars shining bright,
It crackled with terrible striking lightning,
I tried to hide my own fears as
The blackness curled around his feet.

From the evil palate of the world,
Bitter, savage, brutal, anger writhing
In inky tendrils across the face of the land;
The headless beast struck the world
And watched as the Earth broke under him,
The winds flew, the oceans rocked,
And the ground cracked, spewing hot fire,
The oceans boiled and blood appeared,
Punishing man for the evil he spread.

Second, I saw a figure riding a
Dragon, blacker than any midnight:
Acid dripped from the creature’s mouth,
Burning and destroying where the fluid touched,
And in the figure’s right hand he carried a
Scythe, gleaming cold in the face of
The headless man who saw and sent the
Dragon riding creature into the world,
Killing all who refused the headless mark,
Torturing and persecuting them.

Third, I saw the suffering of all on the Earth
As they fled from the eyes of the beast:

Running and dying for what they believed,
Hot tears burn my eyes as I watch
Them destroyed in the death camps,
Shrinking to nothing.

And finally I saw the truth,
A figure riding a white steed
Carrying in His hands, two books,
The book of life, and the book of
Judgement,
In His eyes I saw the deepest love, and a
Deeper sorrow that haunted my own soul,
He was dressed in white, and He
Wore the armor of His word,
And as His foot touched the Mount of Olives
The world shook, sending all to their knees,
And the headless man and his death kneeled before
Jesus, The King of Kings.

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