All Nations Poem by Jacque Hardison

All nations will bow down to me.
The one who reigns supreme.
Imploring on their knees.
Crying out for their needs.

All nations will gather.
Children, leave your father and mother,
As well your sister and brother,
And any descendent after.

All nations shall obey.
I am the only way.
No one shall fade way.
Disobey my authority, begin to pray.

All nations, be afraid.
My commands are as sharp as a blade.
With every decision you've made,
Thou shall either receive pain or aid.

All nations, take note,
To my sayings that I have wrote.
Use them as a quote,
Or blood will pour down your throat.

All nations, your king has spoken.