Apocalypse, How?

Today marks day two of National Poetry Writing Month!

Today’s prompt is this: Write a poem that tells a lie, or is entirely made of lies.

I went a bit off the deep end with this one. My imagination liked it.

Apocalypse, How?

Speculation about the end of the world –
Stories with such intricacy unfurled:

The death of Odin by a wolf dire,
The earth will drown, the sky fill with fire.

Antichrist will come from the depths of hell,
to treat the world as his own corral.

In the blood of millions, Hathor will wade,
to purge the world of the evil Ra made.

In the form of Kalki, Vishnu will appear
To make the world of chaos clear.

Of a means unknown, zombies abound,
to eat our brains and moan aloud.

But those are just silly, they cannot be true –
Clearly, the world will be consumed by Cthulu.