Judgement Day
Uh oh! Its coming, its near!
Run for your life get out of here!
For if you stay, your eyes will rain tears,
While trees laugh off there leaves.
And the sky no longer can breath.
Oh No! The sun has washed off its shine.
But look your still here, why?
You stay even when clouds die, and bury from the sky.
Runaway like the midget mouse, don't turn back no more!
The ground cracks up at jokes behind you bleeding fiery gore.
And yet you still stay answer me why?
Then He said "My child it's time, My child its time!)
Copyright © Mahoganee Alston | Year Posted 2005
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