Armageddon Poem by Phil Panebianco

Maybe this was the design?
Maybe this is the fateful time?
A time of pain and agony.
A time for self destruction.
Maybe this was the ultimate test?
A test for all men, women, and children.
The outpouring of our killer instincts.
These new feelings of brotherhood,
mixed with feelings of hatred and rage.
As we march into battle, we are prepared for the ultimate fight.
Not knowing if this could be the one,
if this could be the day.
If this is the armageddon.