The bleating of the sheep
Making way for the light
The cleansing of the massive tides
The anger of the loud, increasing thunder
The cackle of electricity from unrelenting lightening
The sun opens up her arms
The planets align to show us the truth
Ignored by many. Hailed by even fewer.
By blood, our suffering will be avenged.
Philosophers, intelligentsia, wordsmiths
Become at one with the light
And are not given to the frustration and agony
Are no longer villified.
Those that knew, that came before me, that predicted…
Will be treated as gods once again.
The pain will be cleansed, avenged…
The cycle of nature will become complete.