End of Days

End of Days My grandfather foretold Of this profound time A time when the earth would cool Then warm again When it would quake to biblical means A time when men would turn Turn from their creator From their natural instincts He told of a future time When truth would no longer be TRUE A deception would cover the earth like a blanket Families would rent at their core Spiritual blindness will dominate the consciousness of men Everyone to blame Not a mention of Jesus' name Fear robbing some of their hearts Death tearing nations apart Closing his eyes He said A time like this is bent to pray Giving God all of his duly deserved praise To protect his elect-His children At the end of days (c) Emily C. Archer