Supplication
For what would one ask and even beg in doing so
Earnestly doing tasks as it's meekly one should sow
For what does one cry out and ask the Lord above
In this sea of doubt I ask Him only for His Love
For His Love is not owed nor should it be expected
With the seeds sowed obviously God was neglected
But when crisis calls all the hands go up in the air
When man falls, of God he acts as if he's unaware
But what if you made some preparations ahead
Avoiding this cliff by listening to what He Said
Today the path is wide to enter the gates of hell
To repent and abide, today that's a very hard sell
So in His Spirit I pray for all those on that path
I wouldn't get near it but you doubt God's Wrath
As I and you, it is real, Our Lady of Fatima said
Despite how many may feel hell exist for the dead
Our Lady of Fatima
Copyright © Vincent Flannery | Year Posted 2016
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