No one believed it when they saw it

No one believed it when they saw it
It was an animal somehow sent to warn us
An animal with wings and with a voice like hell's
The hell you dream of when you want to be terrifying.

Oh, those poor criminals right all along
About their lives of crime
Right to tell all of us that life
Is not what you think it is
Do not reach for the apple for life
Is spoiled and started out spoiled.

Darkness upon darkness, the only visible thing
Those wings lighting up the grounds
With sequins made of imagination
And anticipatory dreams of the bygone
The podium where it stsood adjusted itself
Like putty to the form of the bird.

They are content to eat dirt the rest of their lives
Because they know that dirt provides
The only nutrition left for their kind
When the world pauses all around them waiting
Waiting still with breathless sighs
For their next move.

Above our heads the voice of that flighty dancer
Ripped so as to tear the sky
But before it fell , we had time to decide
Whether we would listen to the creature
Or whether we should use this time to run and cover our heads.

They have to plod through the earth now
Full of uncertainty
All while being thankful for the most quesitonalbe things
Like the clock still ticking on the wall
Without any batteries and without any plug stuck into an outlet.

Before we had time to decide it was overwhelming 
The voices calling out to the humans
With speeches not meant for human ears
Being sent down to the humans
When above us all we saw was impossible emptiness.