I have never thought
How this was going to end,
But now I know
How it will all be done.
A small red light will glow
On the eastern sky
Beyond the horizon.
There will be no dawn
Yet people will turn their eyes to the glow
Believing it to be the sun.
How wrong they were –
How wrong they are –
How sorry they’ll be.
In my palm is the world
In my hand is a candle.
The world is a ball of rubber,
The candle is lit with a bright flame.
I place the candle on a table
Covered by the tablecloth
The nighttime velvet blue
Scattered with diamonds and pearls
The stars of the human eyes.
The room is darker than night
Are the shadows of death;
I’m indulging patience
I told myself to wait,
But this has gone beyond my reach of calm.
The continuous destruction of my life has
Brought an end to the
Good, ol’ sanity…
Destroy every piece of human civilization
While they’re watching.
They must see their pathetic society ruined
Like a desolate field in a cold winter morning.
They shall cry bloody tears
While the fires burn their hair,
Their skin shall melt
While they watch their skyscrapers and industrial areas
Fall apart like cinders of ashes sailing on the warm winds
Borne up by the heat of the licking flames.
Their bodies shall be frozen into blocks of ice
While the oceans and seas wash over the lands
Washing away their rotten filth
Along with cleansing the world from their
Festering, stinking, foul morality.
I want to
Watch as they cry their last prayers to a sinful god;
Hear their screams of agony
I will roast marshmallows over
Glows of their lifeless, burning corpses.
I want to
Smile at them
One last time
Before they die
Telling them that everything they ever did
Only made everything worse.
I want to
Make them regret being inhuman;
Smash their ideas of tolerance;
Make regret never truly understanding:
Make them regret
They did not do as they knew
They were supposed to;
Hang them by their feet,
Make mice and rats gnaw at their open skulls;
Bats to bite their toes and suck their blood;
Inner demons to come out and smile at them;
Make them see:
The world was not their playground –
It was mine.
I want to
Heat the uranium in all the world’s power-plants and blow up the earth;
Watch the mushroom clouds rising in the distance, covering the already darkened sky;
Smell the fresh blood, the burning hair and the clothes
Feel the leaves of ashes blowing against my face,
Tickling like a cat’s whiskers.
Make human life pointless and destruction into salvation;
Roll a dice for every man and woman who will die;
Decide their destiny while they’re still alive,
So that they may hear the judgment I make,
And shiver at the thought of the punishment
For their misconduct and unethical behavior.
The children I will care for
They are not yet corrupted.
I will give them a new world
A new life.
Tell them what they must learn,
And I will pray that they will listen;
Show them the horror of the destruction;
Not show them faces of their loved ones,
But teach them
What will happen
If they fail…
Bring down creatures of death
Upon what’s left of the world;
Watch the humans flee;
Throw meteors and atomic bombs
Into the foundations of the earth,
And watch it split
Bit by bit;
Watch the tidal waves wash over mountains
See the valleys becoming clefts filled with lava
See the mountains crumble
And the stars die.
And all the while
I’m holding the earth
In my palm
While the candle slowly dies
So does the glow
In the surface
Diamond and pearl.