On The Way To Paradise Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

R-ace against the time
A-s the end is drawing near;
C-omplete the volatile voyage,
H-iding not a drop of tear.
E-agerly wait for the great day, receiving the glorious crown;
L-et your eyes be focused on the Lord who'll be coming down.

D-arkness passes from view,
E-ighteenth morn October;
L-etting the dawn break,
F-or you rise from slumber.
I-nclement clime turns fine,
E-arly light fills the air;
R-ays emitted from above,
R-aindrops are now
O-ver.

C-old chill might return
O-nce the sun passes from eyes;
L-et your faith stay strong
O-n the way to paradise.