Sonnet 470

Now madness, madness, madness rules the land,
The sun burns hotter than it has before;
Mighty glaciers weep at their last stand
As evil tempests eat away the shore.
Entire species fade into the night,
What erst was green lays razed beyond repair,
The brightest stars concede to urban blight,
And yellow skies now rule once sovereign air.
A devil that can best the plague of plagues
Holds now the world wide within his grasp
And clenching with a zealot tyrants’s rage
Seems set to have the earth breathe out its last.
At dusk the skyline rages red with sin,
As Nero’s strains hang heavy in the wind.

© Loubert S Suddaby. All Rights Reserved.

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