Doomsday Poem by MBJ Pancras

In a speck of time the heaven opens
A Flash of Light across the horizons,
With the Thunderbolt striking the souls,
The heavens dismantling, the earth burning,
Not the global warming, but the soul warming,
Not a second to repent, Not a minute for redressal,
The opening of the graves stands with the living
At the Judgement Seat, all in horror,
The Judgement reserved for His rejection,
And the Blessings for His choice,
Ever in His Glory shouting praise to Him.