The Day Will Be Judged Poem by D.A. Woods
The Day Will Be Judged
Healer, Healer,
come to me.
Healer, healer,
hear my shouts.
Take me away, I dont belong,
to a world thats all wrong.
Healer, Healer,
see my fears,
Healer, Healer,
see my tears,
our worlds dying, it'l soon be gone.
By destruction, by mans own power,
we'll have no tomorrow, we'll be soon all gone,
forever lost in the wilderness,
never to be another dawn.
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