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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required They say we are living in the final days, And it is very possible if we don’t change our sinful ways. Global warming, droughts and floods, hurricanes and earthquakes, Famines, uncontrollable fires, these are signs of our wanton mistakes. The Bible forewarns us with prophetic scripture, And they are becoming as plain as a painted picture. But we are as foolish now as they were back in Sodom, And maybe more wicked, which paints this picture pretty glum. All through recorded history we seem to have not learned, The awesome power God can send forth when He feels he is scorned. He created us, so why can He not destroy us as well? Or forever sentence us to an eternal hell? A new world order will be the next thing we will see, One government for all and one currency there will be. Our religions and beliefs will be shoved to the back, As we slip even deeper into this prophetic crack. Every man will be marked on his forehead or hand, Should you refuse you might lose your life should you make a stand. It is called the Tribulation which I feel is nearly upon us right now, A time of great sorrow which God will allow. Those who are still here and that managed to avoid wearing the mark, Will be rewarded, when Jesus returns to claim His throne from the demon of dark. The time is getting close so God’s words we must heed, Till that day He comes riding on a cloud, on that great mighty white steed.
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