All Aboard

The little ripples on the sea soon stir into larger waves Like those in the land of the free, soon everyone caves Approaching on the shoreline of beachgoers so tanned Thinking everything will be fine with that line in the sand Now with the rising tide the waves soon begin to crest No longer being able to abide people just do their best But then the storm comes in, causing the rest to retreat In so that line being so thin it is now dredged in defeat Dark clouds hovering above pushed closer by angry gust For if it is not God who you love then count on going bust As on their day it encroaches stealing away all their Light But even as the storm approaches they don't see its might So as the first drops now fall still most people don't care Their whole life missing God why now would one be aware It may look like just another storm but is certainly different No, this is not just the norm, but instead, a sign being sent