Last Days
Last Days
Written: by Miracle Man
1/27/2021
Like Sodom and Gomorrah the world is living,
we’re compromising daily, our morals, in stages.
Hurrying through life harboring some misgiving,
burning precious time, turning our last pages.
As clock time, becomes more time foregone,
we grasp for straws thought to be inspiring.
In time, many become an emotional pawn,
and the straws grasped, were seldom aspiring.
2 Timothy Chapter 3
1 This know also, that in the last days perilous times shall come.
2 For men shall be lovers of their own selves, covetous, boasters, proud, blasphemers, disobedient to parents, unthankful, unholy,
3 Without natural affection, trucebreakers, false accusers, incontinent, fierce, despisers of those that are good,
4 Traitors, heady, highminded, lovers of pleasures more than lovers of God;
5 Having a form of godliness, but denying the power thereof: from such turn away.
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