TERROR

The world has been too quiet.
Let us make some noise.
Not just an ordinary noise
One with the thundering sound
Of an earthquake.
Terror equips it's followers.
GO! Destroy them!!!
They go to hell, you go to heaven.
For you have a great reward in heaven.
Off they go.
Sweeping through the earth.
Casting their penumbra of joy,
Their dark shadowy dance of triumph.
They leap for joy, with laughter
from the deepest part of their stomach.
The young man climbing his ladder
to success.
The young woman whom found love again in
her newly wedded husband.
The Cadet who have been away from home
hoping to reunite with his bride.
The crawling child hoping to take his first step.
The expecting mother,
The farmer, the sick grandmother.
The prisoner who just found freedom.
The crying baby been cheered by his mother's
smile.
The little children playing in the streets.
The little animal seeking for food and shelter.
WAIT!!!
The world has stopped moving.
Terror reflects in their eyes.
Terror has awaken a quiet world.
They where just here but now they are gone.
Oh that terror would vanish like the seasons.
Oh that terror would go forever.
The world is mourning.
They world is praying.
Terror's cup of horror  soon will neither be half full
nor half empty.
For terror itself would die
Terror's deceived follower,
WHERE ART THOU NOW?