A Marksman
A MARKSMAN
This futuristic society is all about the status quo.
The soul of humanity is therefore exposed to terrorists attacks and war.
Where I am from cries out to unknown God to no be the prophesy of Armageddon.
An eternal doomsday is perceived.
So much is happening for no reason at all other than man not seeing himself as his own dilemma.
The site or time of a final and conclusive battle between the forces of good and evil defines the State of the Union now.
Pseudonymity, symbolic imagery, and the expectations of a nice-styled terrorist attack is an imminent cosmic cataclysm in which God destroys.
The ruling power of evil is no more because the raising of righteous lives has superseded all others.
Messianic kingdoms are part of a historic form relating to a messiah being our savior.
In that we must be our own guardian angel and establish defense by being aware of the impending danger, knowing our territory is of great importance.
With the bordering of the Atlantic, Pacific, and Arctic oceans, immigration is our focus.
However, what is happening today is our own melee.
Native born lives are being negated by those that are for the United States (of America) as a white man’s persuasion.
Fracas has therefore formed in which snipers are born.
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Written July 16, 2016!
Copyright © Verlena S. Walker | Year Posted 2016
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