Cries of the Ending

Literary Issue: Poem by J. Veritas

“Cries of the Ending”

Now is the Apocalypse.
The unveiling of creation's end and judgement,
Screams of time's death and each life rent.
Eyes swimming with salt and blood in a blur,
Ashes drift and who will remember?
When flame curls round retching throats,
Shall billions go up like so many motes?
Now is the Apocalypse.
I will cry out of the depths of the world's anguish,
The red dawn of wrath has come - who will perish?
God and man, descending and ascending,
Seraphim, gold-and-silver defending
The blood-washed kneeling on earth's foundations,
The children unshaken by the burning of nations.
Now is the Apocalypse.
Now is eternity.

— J. Veritas