The Final Move Poem by PROMISE ITA OKPOHOUDEME

The Final Move

Have you heard!

The hunter's gun will fall
Trumpet sound breaks the wall
Corrupted ears can't hear the call
Few will climb the tall.

Have you heard!
Life will wake the dead
Sorrows will wed the world
Life will be a card

Have you heard!

Commotions will seize the Earth
Parts will depart the body
Will there be room for wealth!
There will be judgement for everybody

Don't you heard!

Soon the end will come
The merciful soon a consuming fire
The wrath will be great
The lost with be late.

Have you heard!

Time to try is now
Tears to set is now
Repentance is now
Will there be time after now?

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
A reminder about the judgement coming. The amplifies the reality of Heaven and He'll, the wrath which will consume the lost at last. Equally, the time to escape the future is now if one isn't saved yet. There wailing and gnashing of teeth at last.
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