OF YOUR FATE

i bear the scars of Roman rage
punishment for my belief
the scholars will not turn a page
without my sorrow and my grief

for I am here, the prophet's claims
a once mentioned Witness
to the pain
i'll carry in my breast 

i wander on the sands
in the mountains, on the seas
i listen to no one's commands
i am simply me

and i will be here at The End
when the trumpet sounds
upon the eastern wind 
and opened graves will abound

by then, i will have seen it all
i will have taken earth's terrors
and witnessed Man's Fall
the human comedy of human errors

i will seek retreat
beyond the Heavenly Gates
to await my accounting complete
of your chosen Fate



( Revelation 11 )
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