Rosana Sam

An Armageddon Sky

Onyx mushroom clouds
sit on top of puffs of white
vying for power
a Manichean sight
the wrathful gods deploy
their cotton warriors
above me is a battleground

the two armies then blend
into an anthracite unity

I sigh at this Armageddon sky
and wonder why are you so angry?

– Rosana Sam