Ringing Of The Bell Poem by Randy McClave

The bell rung out loud
The world was going to end
Everyone gathered into a crowd
Everyone then began looking for a friend.
The atheists they began to pray
The religious began to preach
Tomorrow they knew was their last day
So, they all started to beseech.
The politicians they ran and hid
The wealthy they just began to cry
Temptations and greed they threw away, or hid
No longer could anyone sell, or tempt, or buy.
The poor and the needy were prepared
When tomorrow would finally arrive
They were all nervous, but not scared
With God, they already knew how to survive.
People then began to help each other
Without being told to, or given a nudge
They were kind to strangers and to one and another
Tomorrow they knew, that God would judge.
Many wrung their hands as they prayed
While many fearfully wished that God did not exist
Of his just verdict many were afraid
Knowing that they were on hells waiting list.
All wars and conflicts in the world ended
Prejudice and bigotry ceased as well
No one anymore or anywhere was offended
As they all heard the ringing of the bell.

Randy L. McClave