Challenge
Challenge of the Month X: October
The Final Countdown. You wake up one morning, to a disturbing message. You're not sure how you know, or who else knows, but you know beyond a shadow of a doubt - humanity has 7 days left. Fiction or non-fiction, poetry or Prose. $100 purse to our favorite entry. Outstanding entries will be shared with our publishing partners.
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Failed Creation
I’m not a doomsayer;
Not by any means!
Premonitions, always unseen,
We have seven days it seems...
In the Bible it’s called revelations,
Why is this In my dreams?
It’s the end of all the nations,
I don’t want this prophecy!
A vivid imagery of desolation,
Like a divine heresy,
Destruction of the failed creation,
An epiphany of catastrophe!
I know with complete certainty,
It’s no longer a mystery,
The apocalypse in a week!
No, I’m not a doomsayer;
Not by any means!
Let this be, just a dream.
Dear God, let me be asleep!
Let this be, just a dream.
Dear God, why reach out to me?
Now I have this secret, I must keep!