Come ye a-far off lands
Dancing all green n' tall
Even the barren n' desolate too
Oh, ye rivers, sparkle by day n' glisten in the dark of the night
Flow majestically to the ocean of the final meeting place
To meet He, the Holy one in His day
Whose presence fills the whole universe!
Before whom the light of the sun'll be darkened
The dark of the night carpet-rolled away to be no more
Before Him, even the innocent'll be found guilty
While the guilty'll be stark naked before the holy ones
Books'll be opened n' that written therein, read
Rich n'poor, fame n' lame: aint no chance for a bribe there!
Just picture it now n' reflect; you still've time!
Dip your indelible shadows in His crimson flow n' enjoy in the terrible day
01/04/2022
Phillip Nine Mafunga
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