Before it's too late
Flowing was the water
But now it is still
Everyone listens
Filled with thrill
Children wonder
What will happen next?
Adults stop partying, and put off their bets
You hear that sound?
Exactly, nothing at all
Except of course……..
That annoying birds melodic call
Suddenly the ground starts to shake
How Disastrous!!!!!!!
A dangerous earthquake
Instinct tells everyone to run
The superstitious wonder, just what have they done?
Bodies are missing
Lots of people dead
You just have to wonder…..
Where are they instead?
Another realm perhaps?
Or maybe in a different body, shape, or form
How to know for sure
You surely do not know
This captivates you
Did they get up and go?
From the flowerbeds, to water and sky
The man up there, who supposedly came down and dies
Could this be where these precious souls went
In heaven, or hell
Could that be where their eternity was spent?
I pondered and pondered upon this thought
Then finally I came to the conclusion, that I had missed a lot
My chance was now gone
All those years I knew I was wrong
I picked my side, to live in sin
I could no longer be born again
Jesus left me on earth, he would come once more to end a fight
That wretched wretched war with the antichrist
So much time I thought I had
I thought “God will take me, my sins are not bad”.
God can't be in the presence of any wrongdoing
This is the Lord of all
Who are you fooling?
Don't worry, this time has not yet come
Think now and then, “What have I become”?
Thinking that good … Is good enough
That's just energy wasted
Wouldn't you like to know and experience, How heaven tasted?
So, become a Christian, but know trails await
It would be smart to know Jesus
Before it's too late
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