As In the Days of Noah
As in the Days of Noah
Hearts of men have grown cold. Self-loves sow a
Bitterroot of hate, malice, neglect...lust
Just as it was in the days of Noah.
Evil is good. Good is evil: show a
Perversion of life, morals, truth, love...trust.
The Son of Man shall return. Halloa!
Churches compromising the Truth blow a
Trumpet of apostasy, lies, sin...rust.
Just as it was in the days of Noah.
Unheard cries of unborn babes ; though a
Killed elk gets “Amazing Grace”, wake...Unjust!
The Son of Man shall return. Halloa!
God has been rejected. Self-gods throw a
Propagandised blanket, deceit, a...crust.
Just as it was in the days of Noah.
Still, there’s hope. Focus in the Word. Know a
Closed door nears for salvation...judgement...just.
Just as it was in the days of Noah.
The Son of Man shall return. Halloa!
4.17.2021©deborah burch
Villanelle
*Halloa (Hal-lo-a): a very loud exclamation; shout, to draw or get one’s attention.
Copyright © Deborah Burch | Year Posted 2021
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