World news, speaks of troubles, of wars
Disorder's everywhere
Though from life's chart corruption soars
Few people seem to care
Hijacked planes, sailing ships, and boats
Blood drops, like morning dew
People now cutting, people's throats
Is seen as nothing new
What in the world is man about?
Unknown since Adam's fall
Revealed with floods, famine and drought
Heaven's not pleased at all
Yet even so, surprised God's not
Knowing end, ere the start
Plagued with damnation's putrid rot
Selfishness rules each heart
Though witness all from time to time
Sin's pestilence and woes
Kidnap, murder, more flagrant crime
Blatantly grows and grows
So few, fear sin's consequence
Man lives and dies like fools
Life's Author, demands recompense
For breaking all, life's rules
The living God, will not be mocked
Sinners who Christ deride
With Heavens Door, to shame firm locked
While souls sin brazen outside
Where hell's gate, hell's pit waits standing
With fire, endless pain
Yet few, through Christ's grace, expanding
Will rise to live again.....
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