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Noah's Arc ~ Long Poem

Noah’s Arc ~ Long Poem

Part I

Mankind was filled
With lies and corruption
No one was listening
To gods’ instructions

Crime and murder
Climbed impossibly high
Society was horrific 
People spilled with lies

Murder
Adultery, rape
God's people were vexed
In a dystopian state

‘The devil is the reason
For the injustice we see!’
God thought to himself
‘How can they blame me?’

What became of stipulation
Through his solemnness
God bequeath his view
To make once again blessed

'I will cleanse the earth' he said
'With a torrential flood
And remove all from the earth
Saving Noah, who is good'

It was also his family
That God luminously chose
For they obeyed his order
And swore by the same foes

'Noah my son,
I call unto thee!'
I have come to a decision
I hope you can agree'

God explained his plan
To the last good man
And Noah reaffirmed
That mankind was damned

---part 2---

Noah began construction
Of the ship of his dreams
It was bigger than any other
That had existed or ever been

It was his dreams that helped him
Envision the plot
Ideas would appear,
He'd scribble down and jot

It was gods’ plan,
Specific instruction
For Noah to board animals.
This would sustain reproduction

God needed two of each animal
For the sake of procreating
Though while onboard
God forbid them from mating

So, Noah built 3 decks,
For birds, cattle, and game.
He made storage for the food
And vowed to treat all the animals the same.

He warned the people
Of the times to come
But none took Noah seriously,
They all believed he was dumb

They made much laughter
As time counted down
Noah built his ship,
Knowing they'd all soon drown

Part III

The sky relentlessly poured
Flooding the valleys and plains
God thought this was deserving
To the murderers, cheats, and gays

All the divine plans enacted
God never flinched at all
Noah was particularly ready
Minding the minor stall

The last of the animals were boarding,
The lions, hippo's and gazelle
The Angels stood ever vigilante
Asserting humanity to hell

The storm provoked a disaster
And the people begged for mercy
Some tried boarding
In a desolate frantic hurry

But there was no salvation
With the angels on guard
When the arc had closed
Humanity demised and fell hard

Wind and Lightning!
Ravaged the earth
Material possessions
No longer held any worth

The light protected
The last good man
As mankind panicked
Amidst gods’ dismal plans

The waters rose high
And the ship held form
The lepers and sick
Died first in this storm

Then it was the weak
The elderly and children
They had watched Noah for weeks
While mocking his vision

Some people swam
But they didn't last long
The hurricanes and oceans
Swept them along

The only survivors
Of this cataclysmic storm
Were the boat's passengers
Certainly now.. they would mourn..

Part 4

For many weeks
The ocean had woe
As pain and beauty
Would ebb and flow

The earth was now purged
And all that lived
Understood one irony,
Life is gods gift

The animals aboard
Were all safe and sound
They had earned their sea legs
And missed stable ground

And luckily for Noah,
He planned just enough food
He started to become fearful
That the lions would brood

He was fortunate enough
To receive gods word
That the earth would rise
From the waters that stir

It was some days later,
Once the storm stopped
The waters receded,
 Leaving them dreams of crops

As the boat stifled
To no direction and route
It suddenly collided
And Noahs vision became true

Land!  Home!
A place to belong
Were the animals might graze
And a man can write song

The animals scuttled out of the ship
After this long unnecessary trip
They were ordered to abstain from the food chain
Due to a severe population dip

God sent rations,
Food from above
He feared carnivores might perish
For them he had love

Awkwardly and unclear
God let them rest here
He made the survivors feel fortunate
After installing insurmountable fear



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