The Number Of Seven Unfolds Poem by Liz Bitelove

The Number Of Seven Unfolds



YOU EVER THINK OF HEAVEN
AND REMEMBER SEVEN
THE NUMBER THAT UNFOLDS
WILL BE TOLD
IT IS TO INTERPRET
THAT IT IS PERFECT
THE ONE WHO STANDS WITH A CROWN
WILL COME DOWN
FROM THE HEAVEN
FOR US TO BE TAKEN
THOSE WHO ARE LEFT STANDING
WILL BE UNDERSTANDING
THAT GOD WAS REAL
BUT THEY WILL BE LEFT TO FEEL
THAT THEY HAD A CHANCE
BUT BLEW IT FOR A DANCE
A DANCE WITH THE ENEMY
WHO HE WANTED TO SEE
THOSE WHO WERE WEAK
AND WERE LEFT TO SEEK
AN END THAT THEY WILL SPEND
IN ETERNITY WITHOUT THE ONE WHO CALLED THEM FRIEND
MY BROTHER, MY CHILD TO DEFEND
BUT SIN HAD ABOUND
IN THEIR HEARTS
FROM THE START
WITHOUT FORGIVENESS OR REMISSION
OF SIN

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