Chase Wallace

Rookie (1-25-92 / Marshall Michigan)

This World... - Poem by Chase Wallace

This World We Know May End

Waves wither down
The walls of cliff sides
Earthquakes shake
Ground is splitting
This World We Know May End

Thunder claps
Thunder cracks
Thunder plays the drums of disaster
Lightning takes pictures from the sky
This World We Know May End

Wind speed picks up
Trees and houses are thrown with ease
These tornados are set on spin cycle
Fear of disaster we hide in our basement
This World We Know May End

Everything moving slowly
Blizzard moves in quickly
Blistering cold burns the hope
Frozen to a stop
This World We Know May End

Raging upon wars
Criminal minds advancing
The power within the head
One of them leaving millions dead
This World We Know May End

Comments about This World... by Chase Wallace

  • (2/16/2010 9:55:00 AM)

    I think the last line is real truth and very soon. Watch for JESUS on Mt. Olive (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, February 16, 2010

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