For the Bad and the good'
We speak peace' the world is sick..From war and lies this
Is lunatic.'
The end must come..His word fullfilled' with many condemned my marrow chills.'
Perhaps I should change the messages i write? More froth
And bubbles? of future bright.?
Yet then would trouble just flow along? errupting and
Subsiding for far too long?
The (man of peace) he must appear.' The stages are
Building i am aware of fear.'
That is not the peace.. Any of us need.' Under the son of
Perdition satanic seed '
Oh white horse rider..Please come fast.' Perhaps cut off
This demonic (come to pass?)
But no! The world has chosen its way.' And you always
Deliver to each their pay.'
Will I get through.? Or will I be judged? Lord look how I
Write for You above.!
Yet I know the Truth who can trust in deeds.? We all deserve death.' Hells flames to feed.!
Yet some will pass.' Unto your throne..Why continue these
Death throes? May Truth be known!
I cannot plead my case to You.!! You know my fabric.? I was
Created by; only You.!
Rather than more fail.' And perish, I say' bring your Power
Even come today.!
If my portion is in hell.? I can't complain; come the innocents are murdered in daylight plain.'
If we search our minds? Our hearts; and souls! we know
Worldly war is of satan sole; As truth be told.)
Now who clamours for war.? All look around.' They stand
Condemned by their own sounds.'
So I'll write of peace..What else can I do.? Only trust in the
One who..Sees all things through.!
Copyright © Joe Maverick | Year Posted 2025
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