Twenty-Fifteen Poem by bobby beddoe

Twenty-Fifteen



Twenty-Fifteen
‘Tis great to have been born again – that’s true!
At year’s end – the lost will wish they were to.
But, by the last half of this year,
Their un-saved status will spark fear
In their bones as their past passes in review!

All scripture prophecy penned by those that knew
End Time signs with firm reliance and virtue;
Wrote: if they God defy,
Then they shall justly die,
And for them that day - there’ll be no time to argue!

During the last half of twenty-fifteen
‘specially after Sept when this world turns mean
e.g., a terrorist catastrophe,
Or perhaps a nuclear tragedy.
In that case forget about twenty-sixteen!

There’s comfort in God’s prophecies for The End,
So here’s some advice and what they recommend;
Listen to what the prophets say
And be prepared for Judgment-day
‘Cause in disbelief, you’ll not ascend – you’ll descend!

Monday, June 29, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: christianity
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