Sitting on the edge of earth,
I watch the flames below.
When the devil is done
It will all be nothing but ash.
A once perfect world, destroyed
By the sin we couldn’t control.
I am one lonely straggler
That the evil didn’t take.
One of so few left now
Who were not cremated by fury.
Now we stand alone,
Wondering what is in store next.
Behind me a brilliant light,
And a most powerful voice,
“Come and fight with me,
And ill promise you peace again.”
I take his out stretched hand,
And I’m welcomed to his land.
We all wait for 1,000 years
In what I call a paradise,
For the devil to do his deeds,
And be overcome when evil runs dry.
Then with his mighty hands
God rebuilds our earth once more.
We all live here again,
With our God and our savior.
He never breaks a promise,
So we all live without pain,
Because death is now a past,
And love is all that is left.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem