A Tarnished Soul Above Thy Empty Grave. Poem by Michael Gale

Tarnished soul above thy grave...
Did'st why had i the greatest hard fall.

Alone in space of lifeless breath...
Untold journey due to death.

Time on earthly plane unexplained by God...
God said to me 'You mere mortal are my tool'.

'You are my useful lightening rod'...
'You are wise and not mere mortaled foolish'ed of fool'.

'You have been chosen to walk this plane'.
'To you new man- I have nothing to explain'.

'You must go thru life to prove to me your valued of self'.
'B'fore ye've been spent and sent to final Heavenly shelf'.

'My book of life tells all how long they may wander on aimlessly
in life'.
'All men must conform to all of thine own rules and not sin and go
forth and take for thyself your Heavenly pre-chosen mate-A womanly
saint-Your honor bound earthly lived wife'.

Angels from Heaven look down on us mere mortal men...
Only to protect us from our earthly sin.

When'st Christ Jesus returns to our final judgement by God...
All of earth's dead will rise from a most sin filled sod.

In the end man will sit beside God's left and right...
A most divine ruler will show off to all evil demons and the Devil
a most holy father born and bred to show off his all mighty might.

That Devil will be thrown into the lake of fire...
He'll never work his work again-He'll never be termed an ever evil
like Sire.

His day will end...
In the useless evil lake of fire.