Our Apocalypse, Begone in Eons, Emotion
poetic scribble by Bob Axell 2009


The day
Dead politicians
Come to life

The day
They rule the world

Like a feather
A twister
A hurricane
A fource

Like a fury
An uplifter
The troubles
Our source

Like a terror
A tremor
A tumor
A divorce

We all wish for
What is us
That warm pink and fluffy
Feeling stuff