‘The Meteor—A Vision’: A Poem by Adam Sedia

The Meteor

A Vision

—09.10.25

It cut across the skies,
Grim sign to terrorize
A world whose conscience dies.

Like blinding lightning hurled
From thunderclouds wind-whirled,
It stuns the silenced world,

Rends peoples, realms in twain,
Shakes continents amain,
Drives multitudes insane.

In its horrendous wake,
A rift tears from the quake
Of rage no love can slake.

Its depths show forth, revealed,
What silence long concealed,
Now evermore unsealed:

Infernal magma-fire,
Where countless demons’ ire
Churns in chaotic gyre,

A white-hot, roiling hell,
Whence hatred dared expel
The doom-star to foretell

How they erupt, arise,
Engulfing all that lies
Beneath the restless skies,

Unstoppably expand,
Inundating the land
Where nothing can withstand

The flames that pierce the sky.
The people flee and cry;
The nations fall and die.

How long must earth so rage?
What prayers can now assuage
So crushing a rampage?

Oh! Let this be a dream
Fear-born, whose terrors seem
So real I wake to scream.

But no—I do not wake.
My sight is no mistake.
Earth heaves, the heavens quake,

The realms beneath their sphere,
Both hated and held dear,
Dissolve and disappear—

To rematerialize,
To surge, reborn, and rise
To reach the scorning skies.

Adam Sedia (b. 1984) lives in his native Northwest Indiana and practices law as a civil and appellate litigator. He has published four books of poetry and his poems, essays, and fiction have appeared in various literary journals. He is also a composer, and his musical works may be heard on his YouTube channel.