Rapture Dawn-
The sound of the trumpet rallys on
The composition of the skies was blur
Every shallow wind shifted soon the sky's turned
The trumpet sound
Rains armies of angels on white stallions
Descending at the head of them Jesus
Apocalyptic
Past the storm past the sword
Rapture dawn
3/16/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022
Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2022
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