Kneel To the Cross
Kneel at the cross
Eyes shaded from a tear
Sons and Daughters tossed
Lurking fear over famine
End times lost within doubted frost
Burned clovers from due time
Only select find the lost light
Un phased say all is fine
Count the clock for raptures sight
Bowing my heated head searching for an answer
All is coming from the one driven under
When the time comes, Golden roads await
While the unselected receive no pity
Anarchy reins over all city's
Black skies await on the next high
But sobering heat blocks the furnace
Scurry now, Gods wrath is never exhausted
Focus on the negative
Focus on the positive
All that's ever asked is why?
Liars and wires don't connect
There gambling, place your bet, roll the dice
Don't think twice
It all ends the same
Light or Dark
Pick.
Amen
Copyright © Seth Shirey | Year Posted 2015
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