Are We In the Last Days

Are we in the 'last days' where tribulations fall? Where the horsemen of The Apocalypse trample over all? Where talks of peace will falter; Nay, they will all break down! A rider on a white horse will appear with a bow and crown. The second seal was opened and this horse was red; The rider was given a massive sword, many were rendered dead. The third seal was opened a black horse appeared; He held the scales of justice, now that was pretty weird! The fourth seal was opened a pale horse came into view. The riders name was Death and Hell; More killing, nothing new. The fifth seal was opened the souls of the saints were there! White robes were given to them on the golden stairs. The sixth seal was opened a great earthquake did erupt; The sun became quite black and the moon it turned to blood. The great men and the rich men the mighty and the free; Hid themselves from the face of God and His wrath which had to be!!! This poem is a warning that God will not be mocked. Make sure the gates of heaven are not eternally locked. Now is the appointed time to call upon His name. Don't miss the boat to Heaven, As Hell is far from tame!