That Final Day Poem by Jim Yerman
That Final Day
Rating: ★5.0
Isn't it curious how everyone alive on Earth that final day
bowed or knelt or raised their hands and to their God did pray.
Oh God! They asked."How could you…condemn us to such a fate? "
"You condemned yourselves! " their Gods answered.
"When you turned our love to hate."
Sunday, July 28, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: hate
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5/12/2024 6:24:29 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Absolutely a power-punch. A quick witted divine riposte. Thanks.