Be, Aware
Be, aware for there is a greater power.
an evil power rising up from hell.
You will see it right before your eyes.
And hear it clear as a bell.
when desolation and famine
Swing their scythe across the lands.
With its mighty hands striking down the crops.
and burning down the chosen fields'
Be aware there are no more appeals.
Copyright © Mike Porter | Year Posted 2021
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