End Time Crusade Poem by Ojeikpo Elijah

The end time crusade
The days grow dim as darkness takes its toll,
The end time crusade brings forth its might,
A battle of good against the evil's roll,
With warriors of faith prepared to fight.
The final battle, a test of strength and will,
Each soul is called to stand and make their choice,
To heed the truth or let the darkness fill,
And lose their chance to hear the Savior's voice.
The armies gather, ready for the clash,
The righteous wielding swords of righteous truth,
The wicked armed with lies and cunning flash,
Their aim to lead astray the hopeful youth.
But fear not, for the light will shine so bright,
And victory will come at end time's plight,
For the battle is for the Lord.