RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: LIFE SONGS (Visions of Armageddon)
The Way it Goes Down
With a bang or a whimper
A rumble or a moan
Will it sneak up on us
Like a cat on the prowl
Like Katrina in New Orleans
With a quick and a quiet
With a slam and a roar
Will it bombard us
Like a declaration of war
Like shock and awe
Like a sudden storm
When it all goes down
How will it go down?
Will we even know it?
Will we smell it in the air?
Will we taste it in the morning sun?
Will we see it coming
Like a dust storm on the horizon
Like darkness over the sea?
Like a wave of destruction
From a clear and present danger?
Will we know and fight back
Or will we simply know?
When it all comes down
Will it even matter how?
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