From Me Comes This Warning Poem by Ananiya Alick Ponje

I am but a silent observer placed far and high,
Yet among you my eyes roam boldly.
From me comes a message the time is nigh;
For you whom I love fondly.
Now be to you time to straighten your ways,
That such may you after passing on have joy,
For having lived enough even for a few years;
And truly your king you shall not annoy.
From me quickly comes this message;
A message but extolling sincere warning,
That there in The Book you search a passage,
For your real life to be devoid of groaning.
Worst be times for he that has condemned
With or without ignorance, yet be the scripture
That for all message of warning has proclaimed.
But for they that wait, filled with hope for rapture;
Are required for the holy place to bring more in,
And cast wide the net for fulfillment of the commission.
Hence for them even after death joyful life may begin;
As judgment will be cast without error or omission.