All This Is That: Poem: The Mojo Apocalypse

Friday, October 04, 2013

Poem: The Mojo Apocalypse

By Jack Brummet

Seven seals seven vials

Seven lamps of fire
Seven sickles

For seven angels

The last trumpet
Blows reveille

And taps
For the coming and going

Over the hills

And far away

The Piper is piping
Us home.
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