“2nd Guessing the 2nd Coming” Fiction. Based on a True Nightmare.

“Dead Food, Dead Body.”- Cheri Rae Russell

“2nd Guessing the 2nd Coming”

Fiction. Based on a True Nightmare.

By StaggaLee

This journal entry is inspired by true events. Some of the characters, names, businesses, incidents, and certain locations and events have been fictionalized for dramatic purposes. Any similarity to the name, character or history of any person is entirely coincidental and unintentional

As the Raven came tapping, rapping at my chamber door.

I scramble to plant my feet firmly on the floor. 

A gulp of water, then off to pee.

Time to stretch, 1, 2, 3.

Wanting a cigarette, but I dare not partake.

If my dreams come true, my lungs need to be straight.

It started with Joy, hugging my sisters goodbye.

Then suddenly winds start to blow, and airplanes explode in the sky.

We run inside to escape the fiery breeze,

And when all is clear we peek out of the door to see.

At first, there’s only a girl, crying down on her knees.

Then a few more survivors, for shelter they plead.

Only eight in all, they come 2 by 2. 

Slowly, they tell us what we already knew.

This recurring dream refuses to take a back seat. 

Is it a war this guy wants, and are we powerless at his feet?

It won’t be him or kim who pays for this arrogance. 

When World War lll is over, everyone will be trapped in the dark corners of Pan’s Labyrinth. 

See, I worry for the world, don’t you too?

Does anyone remember what we learned from WWll?

I’m not saying that we should all meet and pray under one church steeple,

But a leader should bring out strength and unite his people. 

It’s not funny. There is no punchline. 

Are those concentration camps down at the borderline?

Alas, we can do nothing. Just sit here, stream, and wait. 

But if I am right there will be no way to escape our fate. 

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