"The Seed of Apocalypse"

"Sheets of magnetic blue,

Envelope the Pangeatic land

Of idyllic creations-

A prophecy filters the morals, too sham!

A winged Satan from Hades' land flew

To their dilapidated grounds, and

Freeze their hearts beyond any comprehension,

With segmented feathers way too grand.

The glaring ice beams grew,

Shading away the chants,

To screen the priests from the derision

Of agonizing youth that slips like sand.

Satan plants the seed of apocalypse on the ship's crew.

Brings social tempests on the life of man;

Derides him away from his nation,

And, makes him write his ruin from his own hand.

A PIECE OF NOTE: The "ship" stands for Earth.