Smoke Poem by George Samuel

Skyward smoke
Run to cloud and flock
Just beyond her coast
Go in speed and down their host
Take with you the event of men
Mark their errors mark their end
Lay all feedback and heave shall see
All but the world news at six
Run to the courtyard
Witness the crowd and crime scene shared
Watch the judge from their eyes
Then return fast with all judgement to the sky
Dress to the synagogue
Find Satan pinnacle and evil edge
See their ceremonies songs and sermons
Look well if they are mixed with doctrines of demons
Turn away and upward home
Rehears how far it s come
How filthy the earth is gone
Let all end not late but soon