The Judgment Day Poem by Solomon Njoku
The Judgment Day
Tick, tick in my ear
Sound loud like trumpet voice
When all was in a quake
Live in moan and gale
Then when I lay in my bed
I consider how my era is spent
Moaning not to depart in this world
Sight all my state
I delight to alive in sake
But that is borne one must take
I know i must serve my account
I know I must face my judgement
Time and yoke may bear me far
But I have faith to live with my fate.
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