The Bitter End

RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: CORONAVIRUS SERIES

 

The Bitter End

 

In this long life I’ve seen it all

Monsters rise and virtues fall

On this sad fate you can depend

We’re heading for a bitter end

 

The endless hours are unrestrained

The human race has gone insane

There are no crimes we can’t defend

Welcome to the bitter end

 

We hear preachers spinning riddles

Accompanied by fiddles

Screaming in the hollow nights

No relief within our sight

Sorrow’s message they do send

Welcome to the bitter end

 

We see four horsemen on the rise

Terror burns in desperate eyes

They have no helping hand to lend

Welcome to the bitter end

 

We stand strong and defiant

We will become self-reliant

Will not break though we may bend

Though we meet the bitter end

 

Purgatory

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: VISIONS

 

Purgatory

 

There is a place on earth

Between heaven and hell

Where the land is on fire

Where the senses rebel

Where the air smells of smoke

Where the leader laughs

And calls it a joke

 

There is a place on earth

Where the frozen tundra melts away

Where caution runs and folly stays

Where homes burn to the ground

And the land runs dry

Where grown men break down

And strong women cry

 

This is a land of prophecy

A dying breed

Where one world ends

And another takes seed

 

The Gateway

RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR

 

The Gateway

 

They stormed the gates of the Bastille

They stormed the gates of Brandenburg

They stormed the gates at Buchenwald

They stormed the gates of hell

 

Whenever change is needed

Wherever people are bound

Whatever hand oppresses

A gateway must be found

 

We are known for building barriers

We are famed for building walls

But a wall without a gateway

Is a wall that must soon fall

 

A way to bend both time and space

A gateway to beyond

A path to save the human race

And build a stronger bond

 

We are trapped within an endless maze

Desperate to escape

We are searching for a gateway

To take a leap of faith