Nowhere To Run Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion
Nowhere To Run
E-arly Wednesday September sixth,
R-ise of the beacon begins;
L-ight above the horizon
I-s showing the mankind's sins.
N-ow that the end is near,
D-isregard not the signs,
A-llow your heart to fear the Lord, for the whole world declines.
E-arnestly pray to God,
L-ife's in peril neath the sun;
N-ow that there's nowhere to hide,
A-s there's nowhere to
R-un.
I totally agree with this truth, Bernard.............10+++++++++++++
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4/19/2024 7:43:57 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A nice spiritual poem, dear Bernard...............