Month: March 2020

            The End Of Evil? (Part two)

The Warlock was really in a stir.

He couldn’t get any spell to work for sure.

“We brought down the hot air balloon.”

“A big hole. It should hit the ground real soon.”

The Warlocks minions reported to him.

This news brought a big ole grin.

“Let’s hope you were in time.”

“Quick, seal everything up. Maybe we’ll be fine.”

Time passed, like it always does.

The Warlock kept trying magic, because.

He wanted to know if the spell was wearing off.

Some things would work. He would still scoff.

“We must quarantine till things clear up.”

“Be prepared. This could get real rough.”

After a couple months, things were bad.

Many minions were about to go mad.

Little to eat. What there was tasted foul.

They wanted to bite into a juicy cow.

Using corn cobs to wipe their butts.

The rolls of brocade was not enough.

Finally, they heard the Warlock yell.

“It worked!! One of my spells worked.”

Now, to make sure it wasn’t a quirk.

He tried more spells that worked just fine.

“Open up the place. Make quick time.”

“Get to town & buy all we need.”

“We will stockpile before we proceed.”

Off the minions went. Happy to go.

Came back loaded. Replaced all that was low.

Meantime, the Warlock plotted his revenge.

He has had many months to plan how to begin.

He would fix that Wizard when he was done.

Looks like the fun has just begun.

——————————————R.W. Johnson—–(2020)

          The End Of Evil? (Part one)

“There has got to be a better way.”

The acolyte said as he walked away.

“Come back, we are not done yet.”

The wizard said as he stirred the vet.

“Evil is spreading like a wild plague.”

“That’s why this concoction I’ve made.”

“A fine spray in the miasma each day.”

“It will put the evil at bay, I say.”

“But, the side effects are dangerous.”

“I know Egor. Let me explain this.”

“I have used magical filters to reduce this.”

“The overall risk is low enough to risk.”

“How do we get it into the air?”

“Fill the hot air balloon, well start from there.”

They proceeded with their plans.

Moving with haste, as best they can.

The wizard drained the vet into misters.

Careful not to touch in case of blisters.

When he finished, Egor had the hot air balloon filled.

They moved the misters there, as he willed.

They climbed aboard and off they went.

Up, up, and away. Soon they will vent.

They sprayed the misters on the wind.

Always careful to spray downwind.

When the land was covered, they returned.

At the keep, they made sure their clothes were burned.

They scrubbed up and put on clean clothes.

They were all spiffed up from heads to toes.

Now, all they had to do was wait.

They hoped this was all it would take.

——————————————————R.W. Johnson—–(2020)

   When God Withdrawals His Protection

People are nervous and becoming afraid.

The coronavirus has set the stage.

It will be multiple times worse in the future.

Laws, if at all, will be enforced by troopers.

You will see that anarchy is no solution.

It only makes it worse with no distribution.

All imagined tragedies coming down at once.

Forest fires, droughts, plagues, by the bunch.

Floods, earthquakes, volcanoes, storms.

People will cry out, feeling forelorned.

Plagues that will turn you to a chalky white dust.

Happening almost instantly, what a rush.

Hospitals & medical will be swamped.

Unable & incapable to handle all the want.

All businesses will be closed or destroyed.

There will be no one left to employ.

Only looters & murderers will be out & about.

Chaos will reign supreme.

No one will survive, it seems.

A time of trouble like there never was.

A world wide pandemic—–Why?—– Because—–

No more pleading and no more taunting.

We have been weighted in the balances & found wanting.

We all had millennia’s to choose.

 Instead, we continued to act like fools.

Now we sow what we have reaped.

There is little to do now, except to weep.

——————————————————-R.W. Johnson—–(2020)