Season Of Pain Poem by Atimiwoaye Adetunji dayo

At the death of time
tyranny will be your visitor
him the lord over the world
and his followers his army
but the mark their own
where will thou be?

you smiled at time
you think of nothing but earthly things
make lust thy blossom
will you recieve the mark?
or will thou endure the pain?
where will thou be?

you seem unhappy at the voice of time
and here you attend parties
you forgot to know the truth
lies were your torch bearer
where will thou be?

when the mark will be the sign
rejoice in him if thou reject it
alas
pain is not far from thee then
for yee will be in agony
only to be saved
where will thou be?

and at the end
the chaff from grains
the good from bad
the fair from worse
where will thou be?