It was the glimpse into a nightmare...
Or was it a dream?
Which reflected
That which I already knew-
Though could not believe true!
Destruction of millions,
Rocking me as if in a lullaby-
Before gracious Sleep descends.
The sky clouded-
As I glimpsed the nightmare
Set out before me-
Repeating the destruction of millions
Already played in full.
Set pieces,
Strategically placed as on a chess board;
In the nightmare of the previous days past!
And on high I awaken-
And see-
That which none blind,
But choose to be!
As though to save
The precious being-
Of Life
From the jaws of that nightmare...
No longer a dream.
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