At End Poem by Robert Roberts

At End



fire falls from the heavens
the earth opens
hail burns up
tears turn to acid
people scream people run
yet no man can escape
for when he come only those
pure at heart shall enter
his kingdoms free for all man
yet the unrighteous shall be
victim of his rage
for he shall command armies
down from the sky
and all shall call his name
as they get ready for
the final battle good vs evil
last chance repent or die
with those you follow

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Robert Roberts

Robert Roberts

Anse La Raye, St. Lucia
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