Elegy of Divine Cross

I The bell the Town Courier want to toll To salute the day of reckoning in Getham City Is now on the neck of the scary-witty cat her paws like dragon Saints, Publicans looking on at each other nose Of whose can prove his vigour to bell the cats? Lo! Saw earth sweeping away into the abyss Yes! Her treasures sunken into the ravine Restlessness wind voicing its bewails Cursing and mumuring for the evils enacted upon the City II The Armageddon Spirit has resurged once again to the City of pleasure Seen I melted bodies, brokenness on the fields of refinement Lo! Saw townsfolks running helter shelter for cover Sought in vain for any place of rest The phantoms re-awakening in its limberness Saw I its thunderbolts, hiding away from fierceness of death The head corn blown away its tarp, causing Further dent to the fragile macrocosm of the sorry City III The people’s spoils being devoured by mass human-like robot caterpillars In a twinkle of an eye, falls of death have reaped them Saw I kings, Princes and noble men fell on their knees Shrouded from calamities that befell them all Their once happy life becomes bland within a whisker! The happy faces have lost all mojos and blooms Unable to elucidiate their misfortune that I my seen That raging storms from the Eastern coast reaching the City Epicenter escapade the knowledgeable, is sadistic viewing can’t I fathom IV Pale-looking creeping creatures with craggy-winged bodies Swarmed towards the water shore for survival Pugnacious in the lonely deep sea Its rumbling re-awakes the deadly sea animals Ready to pounced on wander souls, taken away Their weary souls, waited too long for divination to placate But lost in the labyrinth of the lonely deeply sea, the water gods Unknown livid for the peril caused her during their rotten lives V So yet and black it’s the sky Gazed I deeply into the black sky and yet- The picture seen gave me deepened sorrow Lonesome and silenced in the midst of These rotten and malicious bones Tears flows from the redden eyes Saw I the once lively, attractive not fortnight ago Has become a bestialized and plangent City With fading strength and bleeding heart Waiting patiently for the breath of life.